Kenshi o Mezashite Nyūgaku Shitanoni Mahō Tekisei 9999 Nandesukedo!?

Thunder blasts. Flashing.

The Thunder Swordsman, just standing, scattered a vast amount of energy around him, keeping it in his arms, slashed by Anna.

I won't run. I won't avoid it.

Anna chose a head-to-head force bump.

An inexcusable sword trident, hitting swords and swords directly from the front, in an open space without a shield.

Anna takes all enemy attacks and goes counter-attack. but all of that is prevented.

The offense is mutual.

Except that's only for the sword.

The opponent was just "there," scorching his surroundings with thunder.

Then naturally, it is imperative that Anna, who is meeting from close range, gets that direct hit.

Anna is a warrior discipline, but still had "Defensive Magic Suitability: 29," "Enhanced Magic Suitability: 31," and some magical talent.

I've stretched that out little by little under the guidance of Laura and Charlotte.

With such an unreliable magic move, Anna is putting defensive junctions all over her body, barely preventing her entire body from being yaked.

But no matter, it's not the kind of defensive junction I remember in one of the warrior disciplines that prevents electric shock from close range.

Anna literally burned as time went on.

I can smell the meat cooking.

Normally, the movement is dull - or I can't move. It would be normal to ask Laura or the Great Sage for help and admit defeat.

But Anna is accelerating.

Sword judgment and physical fitness all move faster.

It's like you're burning your soul itself, you attack forward and forward.

"Huh!

Along with the roar of temper, a blow all over her body - perhaps the greatest blow of Anna's life - bounced off the enemy's sword.

The sword rises high. I don't change direction and come at me on the way. Just spin around helplessly.

Along with that, Anna's sword was flying again.

I couldn't resist the blow, and the blade broke out of the middle.

But there's still half left.

Anna slashes and lays down the Spirit of Thunder with her remaining blade.

Nothing more than suicide, such as touching lightning with an iron sword.

If you think about it properly, it's just electric shock and it's over.

Yet Anna slashed the Spirit of Thunder.

Under one knife, it was slashed and torn in two from the brain.

What reason is that?

Has the Spirit already lost the power to manifest itself because he has separated himself from the sword, which is the source of magic?

Has Anna's magic engulfed her great sword and produced an effect that also leads to the Spirit?

That way, we can talk like the best.

But that won't matter.

Anna's thoughts never pulled off, but even the thunder struck her.

"Mr. Anna!

Exhausted, Laura runs to Anna, who falls.

I managed to take it before her back of the head fell to the floor.

Still, hot.

It is not human body temperature.

Smoke is rising from black burnt clothes and skin.

"Or healing magic!

Charlotte hastily puts her hands on Anna, but she can't undo the skin that has carburized her past the yaked.

"Leave it to me. Shit, it hurts. It hurts. Fly away!"

The Great Sage lightly spells (?), Anna's body was wrapped in light.

Soon the yaked disappears and returns to its original beautiful skin.

"... it stopped hurting"

Anna rises to her feet.

"Thank you, Dean."

"Hehe, I can't believe the cute girl is scratched, something I can't watch. But I can't undo my clothes on a boulder. I'm sorry."

As the Great Sage says, Anna's clothes are worn out.

I could see my skin from where it was torn.

"Trouble. It's a little embarrassing to go back to King's Capital in this outfit"

You've been fighting for your life, and I don't care about that, and it seems Anna worries about her clothes.

"Ha... you're an incredibly impotent kid. But I'm glad you survived. If anything happens to Anna, I can't face a warrior's teacher."

Emilia crouches down and squeezes Anna's head.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Emilia. I promised I wouldn't force you, but I forgot on the way."

"I guess. You can't do this anymore. You can't risk your life until you graduate. It's bad for your heart."

"... do good"

Anna nodded with a seemingly difficult face.

Then stare at the broken sword of love.

"... I've been using it for a long time before school, and it's half over"

It's a soggy voice.

I can't help it.

The sword that I have used for many years is admirable.

Laura wasn't using that sword herself, but she still got lonely.

As Pajarangers and Kamibukrons, they are swords that have fought numerous powerful enemies together.

But Laura, as a swordsman, envied Anna and her sword of love.

"Anna. The sword fought Anna to the end and protected Anna. Until it broke...... no, I endured the last blow even after it broke. I gave it all away. Awesome! Too bad it broke...... as a sword, I think it was the best last!

Laura's sword now is the second one.

The first bottle my father gave me melted in the finals of the on-campus tournament.

If you ask me if I have given you all my strength as a sword, no.

That's why I respect Anna.

"I know. This kid protected me at a critical place. If I hadn't, by now, I'd be in two, too, where I'd be split up between top and bottom"

Anna groans and begins to belly her sword.

Eventually I get up and pick up the blade that broke and flew away.

"Laura. Can I have this put in the dimensional warehouse?

"Cheap help!

Store the two swords in the other side of the world.

And now, everyone's gaze concentrated on another sword.

Until just now, Anna was fighting a spectacular battle.

It's a magic sword that was unleashing thunder.

It's now rolling on the floor, as a harmless ordinary sword.

But that's just what it looks like.

As always, it emits a tremendous amount of magic, indicating that its function is alive and well.

But there was a clear difference from when I just entered this room.

That's a sign.

Struggle. Hostility. Something like intimidation has disappeared beautifully.

Towards the sword, Anna took a step.

Then the sword rose and stabbed his own blade on the floor to stand upright.

At the same time, that bass called Buun sounds.

- Mass, Tar.

I heard voices.

No, I felt more than I heard. It comes through.

The will to put it in the bass. The thought of the sword releasing.

Calling on Anna.

Master, and.

"Please be careful, Anna!

"It's okay. No more, that sword, it's not attacking. Maybe."

"But this voice, it may be meant to alarm you..."

"At that time, then."

Anna doesn't feel comfortable and walks away with Stasta.

Charlotte looks at it with a harrowed look, but the great sage pounded his shoulder and laughed nicely.

"I worry too much. Is your opponent inviting you to be alert or are you seriously unwilling to fight? If you live long enough, you'll see. That's all right now."

As corroborating the words of the Great Sage, the sword only roared low and did not move at all.

Keep the pattern gripped by Anna and pulled out of the floor.

At the same time, the discharge phenomenon begins.

Blue and white lightning flashes abound from the blade, wrapping Anna and flowing in all directions.

"" "-Anna!?" "

Laura, Charlotte and Emilia screamed at the same time.

However, the discharge will soon be smaller and will only shine smaller around the blade.

Strangely enough, even though she was exposed to all that electricity, Anna stood with a cool face.