A sudden accident occurred last month in preparation for a snowmarch exercise.
And today's massive but low-threat monster attack.
It was the best training I had before the monster's stampede, which was predicted to happen soon.
No, these two troubles themselves seemed like a pre-arranged, difficulty-adjusted trial.
It is an ideal development for students to take a step by step to gain experience and eventually reach the final battle.
It's too convenient to clean it up by accident.
Hmm, reminds me of my time as a knight. Sometimes this happened back then. It's been a long time since I even remembered the nostalgia.
No matter how dangerous and reckless it may seem, the manoeuvre snaps through the needle hole.
Conversely, if you were going to do the routine outdoor training, you would suddenly stop and turn back, and later learn that a massive disaster had occurred there.
There was a time when no one doubted the success of the mission. Everyday was normal in the Knights.
Until the Great Prophet Zachariah died.
It was only visible from afar at ceremonies and so on, but since his death, the team's wear rate has increased remarkably. I once again realized how many dangerous Knights were protected by one of them.
And I left the Knights wounded myself.
Nowadays, strangely, Zacharia-sama stands on the podium in a school that has been devoted to her heart for thirty years.
Years after I was gone, I still felt the magnitude of the influence from the innovative systems and atmosphere left behind in the school.
Especially the unshakeable philosophy and tummy of the generation of teachers who were directly receiving her Kaoru pottery is no less than that of the Knights.
This winter's biggest event is the snowy march.
Since the summoning of monsters during the event had been warned by the Prophet and the fact that he had allowed the intrusion of powerful humanoid monsters just before had been discovered, many voices had focused on endangering the event.
While there was a considerable amount of criticism both inside and outside the campus, the upper echelons of the campus forced the event without shaking at all.
The judgment can be described as a great success in terms of the results.
How dare you disagree with me and achieve so much.
It was about the safety of many students. My own danger is still easier.
I honestly admire the courage and wisdom with which the principals have stepped forward.
How much will this experience be an asset to students? It was a far more fruitful exercise than dozens of exercises that were safeguarded.
"When is this gonna end?!
I heard a student complain of accompanying me.
Because the contents of the snowmarch were changed after the destruction of the monster.
With the threat gone, the guards and allies were disbanded with a minimal number, and the students were once again grouped together to share in the collection of monsters scattered throughout the school.
With the completion of the mission, the event ends.
"If I thought I had finally cleared up all the monsters, I can't believe there was more to it...."
Students whip tired bodies and throw monster wreckage in a collection bag.
The more fights end there, the less sweet this school is. Including post-processing, it is education that lets you experience it by yourself until the end.
There will be a large number of them, and they will cover only the entire campus, as scheduled, until tomorrow.
All of the eight teams I have, without major injuries, are in the finishing job.
"Festivals are festivals until the end."
Gladys was the only one in the squad who looked tired and said something funny.
Once out of the squad, but protected one foot below, we were able to successfully rendezvous at the end of the extermination mission.
Every time she spoke, there were unusual signs coming from behind my diagonal, but I decided not to care anymore. Soon after the event started, I noticed that Tina's eyes, which were attached to my assistance, sometimes twitched unusually.
It looks as cool as usual, but the gladiator has become even more strange since the rendezvous.
Even if you had no choice but to suddenly cover the student, it seems better to keep an eye on him so as not to leave him as an employee any longer. Honestly, it's creepy.
"Festivals... aren't such good things."
Gladys smiled at his fellow man's stupid blur.
"Because it was fun, wasn't it?
"" "Haah!!?
Everyone doubts their ears and listens back to an unexpected word.
Before the monster attack on Balfour School, which was unprecedented since the founding of the country, it was like a feeling about a normal school event.
Conversely, there is even a strange expression in response to the unreliable reaction around me.
"Huh? Didn't everybody have fun?
Seriously questioned, all face each other silently.
Then it erupted simultaneously.
I see. It's a rare experience. "
It was Clive, who was the leader, who answered with a smile that seemed to blow away.
In this case, everyone showed great growth, but his growth was particularly remarkable. The Einsworth family stands out for its lack of flexibility due to its seriousness and one-sided approach, but the experience seems to have been dazzling.
Others, who were almost face-to-face at first, acted as exactly one team, and Clive put it together.
And there's only one person out there, a heterogeneous person.
Gladys Langley.
From the very first day I met him in class as a freshman, he was already a brilliant person.