A small white dragon carried us to the front of the School of Magic.

When we get down in front of the gate, the white god crosses the dragon again. You will admire the young adventurer standing on the lookout for the dragon appearing abruptly.

"What, are you going somewhere again?

"Yeah. I'm tempted to take my time, but I'm busy, too. There's something I have to do after this."

"Then if you could burn the goblins down with that dragon, it would have been quick"

"God had quite a routine, too. It's not a good idea to get your hands on it directly. That's why I let her put her hands down."

With that said, it was only Michelle who annihilated Goblin.

She has cooperated in a variety of ways, including magic to deliver her arrows and farsightedness to discern the enemy, but she has not put her hands down directly.

"For this reason, neither this time nor I gave my name, but left for Cool. Ahhhh."

"I know about your name! What language is that in the first place?

The God of Discipline who doesn't wait for my scratch and runs away.

He disappears across the street, and a giant dragon flies away from across the building.

Seeing that, the adventurers everywhere lost their hips is another story.

When I went back to the School of Magic, I saw signs of deliberate annoyance around me.

No heart, or even signs of a man's gaze concentrating this way, especially.

"What?

"Maybe it's because of Nicole's outfit?

"Huh?"

I noticed on Michelle's point that I was still a lot wet.

And clothes are wet and wet sketches.

As I was lending Michelle a shoulder, I could see her clothes pulled and her thin breasts pressed from the side to change shape.

"Ugh, wow!?

"Aah!"

Michelle fell straight to the ground because I rushed to hide her breasts with my hands.

Her posture with her knees up and her face on the ground is also fantastic with it.

But now was not the time.

"Michelle, lend me your cape!

"Well, I can't move my hand right now."

"On purpose! Don't mess with me!?

"Nicole should have a little reflection."

"Because I did! Because I will reflect properly!

"Really?"

"Really, really."

"Then I'll lend it to you"

Happily, with Michelle's permission, I'll borrow your cape.

Where I weaved it, an unfortunate sigh leaked from the men around me.

Michelle doesn't get to the bottom of it by the size of her breasts, but in terms of overall body femininity, I seem to be better.

Thinness in your hips, suppleness in your hands and feet, that sort of thing. Michelle is still childish.

By contrast, I have a restlessness that doesn't suit my age, and I wear my feminine work in Maxwell's education, which is what makes me look feminine.

By the way, Retina was full of charm for you lollipedo bastards. No, I don't care about this.

I'm sure I'll stare at the man around me, feeling a little tearful.

Then the men somehow turned their faces red.

"Thank you very much!

I screamed and gave it back. Not anymore, this city. Perhaps it would have been better to perish once.

When I was clouding my eyes with despair, there came my healing number two, Finia.

"Dear Nicole!

"Ah, Finia. Don't worry, I'm sorry. I accidentally fell into the river and took a little trouble."

"I hope you're okay. But I was wondering if you would have preferred to contact me."

When you say that, you don't hesitate to hug me wet.

I can see my feelings loosening up, wrapped in fluffy softness, albeit skinny, and offered to me in battle.

As I calmed down, I realized one strange thing.

"With that said, Michelle, why were you in a place like that?

"A place like that? Oh, on the spire?

"Yeah, I'm surprised the arrows came down like rain from there"

"God took me there. If you're looking for Nicole, you need to calm down the city first."

"I see, sure, then I guess I couldn't get out of the city. But first, Goblinlo... uh, you were shooting out of town, weren't you?

"Because God needs to get rid of Big Book first."

"... all on the palm of your hand"

That white one used people's good Michelle's concerns well to tailor her to a fixed turret for the goblin sweep.

If you do become more on the spire on the college grounds protected by adventurers, you can shoot around with little to no fear of counterattack.

Problems with range and vision...... I'm talking about that god, he must have a bunch of magic in his back hand.

I'm curious as to where he went further on top of that, but God's actions are incalculable to me.

I'm sure he's doing something I don't even know.

"Dear Nicole, you'll catch a cold while you're wet. We need to get dressed fast."

"Oh, yeah."

I tried to answer lovingly, but the truth is it is already wet at the going stage.

When I got up from the water, the magician blew the water away with the magic of thermal insulation (warm), so there was no real harm... That was the job, and unlike me, I didn't fail.

No, maybe I'll be a magician once and for all.

"Oh, well. I should have done it myself."

"What is it?

"Finia holds Michelle for you. Because I dry my clothes."

"Uh, ah, yes"

He still doesn't understand what I'm going to do, but he followed my instructions to honor my husband anyway.

I then activate the magic of thermal insulation (warmth) to warm the entire garment.

I set the temperature at about forty degrees because if I raised the temperature too much, it would be like a cloud.

"Insulation (warm) … oh? Oh!"

"Duh, what have you done?

The activated warm warm warmed my clothes in an instant, unlike the failed version.

The problem is its temperature is very comfortable and the wet moisture gives it a strange feeling, as if it were walking and taking a bath.

"This... could be good"

"To?"

"I feel like I'm taking a bath."

"Oh, the water in your clothes turned hot"

The dusty feel gives nature and face a red tide, loose expression and moisturizing eyes.

It was another story that the men were glaring at again when they saw it.