"Oh no..."

"And the sorcerers' association still seems to be taking time, but the Knights have arrived at school. I just don't like magicians from him, so I'll definitely get in your way. But I'm a magician, too. Though I sinned because of the Knights' brain muscles, I didn't think it was funny that the future of my students would be dictated, so I hurried to bring the pills - and I'm surprised by the unexpected developments."

As Kirshi put it, the Knights hate magicians.

Private knights, etc. in the Duke of Alway house were friendly, but here in King's Capital, the Knights' sorcerer haters are famous.

Especially with the sorcerer's association. They also don't like the fact that the Sorcerer's Association has become a half-independent organization.

I think if you think about Drew, I don't mind the Knights or the Mages Association, so I want backup, but I have trouble when I'm tightened up. And it's also unclear what the Knights will do to Drew, a mage, even though he's a student at school.

If Kirshi hadn't said it, Jared would have asked for help without remembering the Knights' sorcerer haters.

"What is the Society of Mages doing?

"Come on? But the association doesn't have the personnel to move it right away. I guess that's why they use talent, including Jared."

When I carry Kirshi to the tour seat, I get a syringe from her and miss her.

"Laurenz, ask for a teacher. And don't stay out of here."

"Wait a minute, Jared! There's a lot of confusion, and I want to ask you something, but now you just have to answer for one thing - are you still going to fight?

Jared nodded with a strange look at Laurenz's question.

"Don't ask me what I understand. I don't know how Drew Zimmel came to look like that, but I can't leave the training center like that. Even if you think you killed him, you'll have to fight him until he dies, more than you regenerated."

"Then I can help."

"No, I'll just take my feelings"

"Why! Am I useless? I did leave Drew out of my hands, but now I should be at least a little more powerful!

"No, I'm not. Now I have magic and strength on me, so if I'm gonna pull my leg, it's me. Still, I'm used to fighting. I should fight better."

It's not like I don't even know what it's like to have an unconvincing look on your face, but now I'm a waste of time explaining it.

"I fight. But if anything happens to me, then, please."

"- Huh! Don't be silly!

"In case. Then do me a favor!

Jump out of the tour seat without hearing back and land in front of Drew.

"I don't know how you came back to life once you were supposed to be dead. But I can't let you out of here."

Drew doesn't see as much hostility towards Jared as he has ever seen. Instead, he keeps walking towards the exit of the training ground trying to get out.

Remove the syringe toward Drew, who is not trying to stop the walk, and list it so that it is visible.

"This is an antidote. It will erase the side effects of the magic amplifier you used. Maybe that figure will heal too. You see?"

No response.

I didn't roar, I didn't even roar, I just tried to get outside.

But when Jared showed the syringe and said the antidote, Drew noticed that Drew's gaze definitely moved.

"I'll cure you now. All right?"

I approach Drew with my hands wide open to prove that there is no hostility.

As Jared approached him, Drew stopped on his feet. He stops by with vigilance, feeling that only his gaze is capturing him.

"Is the injection okay? I don't really like it. But this is all I have right now, so just bear with me, okay? Come on, put your arms down."

In response to Jared, Drew offered his right arm, which quietly became a ship's arm.

I tried to stab a needle in my arm with a syringe, reassuring me that you would listen to me - that moment,

"Gaaaaaaaaaa!"

Your right arm strikes Jared with a growl.

"-"

Avoidance was delayed because of the shelter of the syringe, and it was the direct hit that dodged it, but Drew's stinging nails scratched Jared.

My uniform was torn, my chest slashed and torn flashing laterally and my blood flowed.

"If you thought I was being a lot honest, I knew you were going to resist?

There is no response again.

I was ready to be resisted. The wound was wounded but not deep. More importantly, the syringe is safe.

"Then we're going to force it?

Instead of knocking it down, you just have to stab Drew with the syringe. That makes me feel light.

No hostility, but Jared runs toward Drew, who is just making his nose rough that he's not going to say.

Lower your posture and walk by the snake crawling through the ground.

After a massive attack, he dives into his crotch and takes his back.

"I resisted, so I punished you."

When you interfere with the Spirit to make a blade of water, you wrap it around your left arm, which does not have a syringe, flashing vertically.

It was an attack because he made a wound and thought of sticking the needle directly, anticipating that the needle in the syringe would be rejected with solid body hair.

The water blade slashed and tore Drew's back with every hair on his body. Affordable. But you just need to scratch a little.

Checking the bleeding was faster than Drew turning this way, sticking the syringe up and pouring the medicine in.

At the same time, a retrospective Drew waves his arm and is shocked from above the defense and blown away heavily. Repeatedly bouncing the ground a few times, sticking a knife to the ground to kill momentum.

"You really hit me... but I hit you with the pills!

But there is no visible change. I don't expect anything to happen soon, but I don't even know how much time I need until it's working.

"Dr. Kirshi! How long has the pill been working?

"Unknown. Because his symptoms are unexpected, it's more likely that they won't work."

"Then what do I do?

It's just too hard to buy time in a current situation where you don't know if the medicine is working rather than knocking it down.

to Jared, who wanted to hold his head about what to do,

"You just have to leave it to us. Lord Jared Murphy."

Someone can call me.

"Who?

"I'm afraid you don't know. We are the Knights of the Kingdom Unit III. My name is Etmund and I am a troop leader. At the request of the school, I went up."