The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

Lesson 18: The Unforgivable for Eight

Is it because I saw the teacher? Mia and the others were surprisingly calm in their curse at themselves.

Like the usual familiar mission, he was just calmly building his way out of the enemy in his head.

"Then A-3 Class Representative Sea Take, G-Class Representative Pruitt Browser, Previous"

In principle, class representatives cannot be college assistant eights. Therefore, class G representatives became Pruitt as a result of the consultation.

Pruitt walks to the center of the Yen Wutai and offers his right hand to the long-haired blonde student - She-Take.

Shee took that right hand, suddenly in the ear of a pulling plute,

"Unlike you beasts, we have a duty to entertain this audience. It's a digestive match, but don't resist too miserably."

Whisper so in a voice that Mia and the others can somehow hear.

"Oh, there's no resistance."

Pruitt responding to blurring. I felt like I heard Pruitt's inner voice saying not to end it before it anyway.

"It's a good idea. Even if you are weak and filthy beasts, the weak and the abused are not good for the common people."

"Just like that, I'll give it back to you, okay?

Pickly Shy's brow jumps, but again distorts his face with a bad grin.

"Your father, I hear he was killed in battle in an earlier undead raid?

"Then what happened?

"A useless wooden puppet who couldn't live up to his true sense of victory as an imperial soldier. How embarrassing for him to show his face in a public place like this, huh?

"Maybe so."

Pruitt shrugged like that without even remembering his disgust or anger, just looking lonely.

"Though many Emperor Nationals died because of him, you family members received huge special condolences and were luxuriously threesome. I can't stop being an Imperial."

Ridiculous and laughing at his neck.

"Oh, come on."

Cliff behind me tries to lift a thick blue muscle up his forehead and spew out words of restraint,

"I don't mind. It's the truth that my father couldn't protect me."

Release the right hand you were shaking and turn your back on Shy, Pruitt walks up to the side of Mia and the others.

"That's not the problem!

Eight raised his voice in a faceted shape rather than appearing.

For Pruitt, my father - Lampertz Browser is proud. That's for sure. But it's probably not about caring for Pruitt that Eight remembers his anger just scratching his chest so far.

One day on a mission, my client was a former soldier who survived the undead incident, and when he received his reward for success, he told everyone about what had happened at the time.

A herd of undead pushing over like a tsunami. Tell the story of a hero who challenged himself in a reckless struggle to escape a number of citizens.

Lamperts Browser, whom he speaks fervently, is precisely the hero himself the soldiers can scorch. In the end he loses his life instead of a successful evacuation of tens of thousands of citizens.

The strongest reaction to the story was not surprisingly Pruitt, but Eight. I don't know why, but since this time. It was when Eight began to show a strong obsession with a hero named Lampertz Browser.

'Okay, let's start the game!!'

A green-haired woman of judgment raised her right hand palm to heaven, and a fire pillar flew, and the first battle of the Mias began.

One Behind the Sea begins the defensive junction. The other two start the magical chant of the attack system, putting up a wooden knife in the avant-garde as the mushroom-headed students of the Sea and Macho chant the magic of physical strengthening.

It's hard on boulders.

Sometimes they just call me a winning candidate, and the operation has been choosing something really solid. In other words, can we speak of formations that are prone to force differences?

The best way to deal with a simultaneous attack from a distance is to eliminate a ranged attacker. But even kids can predict that. Therefore, one person puts up defensive boundaries to protect the Ranged Attacker from the opponent's Ranged Attacks, and those who excel in Melee Attacks will be escorted by Ranged Attackers.

This formation must defeat the opponent's defensive junction and disable ranged attackers.

When the Mias also tried to start a magical chant.

"I'm good enough alone."

Eight steps forward when he has the shoulder of a chanting prute.

"Oh, hey, Eight"

"I'll take care of it."

Place your right arm over your left arm in an unspoken tone and secure it, pointing your index finger at the shes,

"Dah!"

Shouted. Suddenly, a representative of the A-3 directly behind Shea, who was chanting as a defensive junction even with a mockery, is blown backwards.

"To?"

Looking back, I'm still rolling on the floor, looking at my buddies with a decent face. To Sea,

"Not good! Connect the world."

"Dah!"

Macchio's mushroom-headed giant, who tried to give himself up and send instructions as soon as possible, dances a few meters in the sky behind him.

"Become!?"

"Damn!

The two ranged attackers immediately stop chanting attack-based magic and try to activate defensive magic with a stunning voice on their asses.

"Da-da!"

The two bodies of the rear guard swept away.

"This is such an idiot... dude..."

With a lot of sweat, Shy squeezes out words that deny the uncertain reality.

"You did what you shouldn't have said. I'll get the reward.

But don't worry. I'm keeping my output to a limit, so I'm not going to die. "

"Hey, Ma -"

to Shy, who will probably raise his right hand to abstain,

"Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da."

Several shocks strike through the whole body of the sea, its body lifting up in the air, and still the shock continues in a row. And finally, it fell to the ground like a rag.

"Sieg!!"

"Oh, my God!

Dr. Syllabe, who was watching the game beside him, shouted to Professor Sieg, and the two ran over to the Shys and began to hang the restorative magic.

Unnaturally spreading silence.

"Uh, are we done?

The host woman asks herself, and the venue finally breathes back. Throughout the exam venue, the whirlwind spreads.

'Apparently, you're incapable of fighting. You're driving me crazy! Showing a one-sided ravaging play right after the start of the fight, Class G wins no!!'

It was only this time that a tsunami-like cheer struck.