This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

Krista Oaken knelt beside Lars, who falls to the floor, ignoring the screams of the students heard from the walls of the empty school building in the big hole.

Breathe in relief that you are unconscious but breathing neatly. On his back, where his uniform has been torn and swept out, he has suffered burns due to lacerations and flames on his whip.

"Sorry, Lars."

I learn the warmth of my chest from a friend who was desperate to protect me, but at the same time I get more guilt than that.

It hurts my chest to think that if I had fought sooner, if I had acted without fear of being known who I was, he wouldn't have had to be hurt.

"Is that it?"

If I noticed, there were large tears spilling out of my eyes.

Tears flow down Lars' cheek.

"... Krista, run"

To the Prince of Friend Thoughts, who continues to show you even if you lose consciousness,

"Thanks, Lars."

I smiled sobbing and expressed my gratitude. I couldn't tell him if he was awake, so it was unconscious. It was only yet that I was thankful.

"I found it!

But that time will be over in no time.

If you look up, two Royal Sorcery Division members, frightened and angry, are on their way to finding the Kristas.

"How dare you take the vice president..."

"Atonement with that life!

Without any hesitation, Krista goes astray to the members who have increased their magic to unleash magic.

No matter how quickly you act, you can't stop the activation because of the distance. So it's not an attack, should we be thorough defense, or...

Krista's thought stops with little combat experience. I got stiff, not being able to choose the best. It's already too late, I covered his body trying to protect Lars by also forgetting to activate physical enhancement magic.

But...

"I wonder if I can make my cute students hurt any more"

It seemed like a pain in the ass somewhere, and along with the sound of a sleeping voice, the magical water rammed like a whip. The water whip was as violent and mad as a willed serpent, scolding the members who were trying to activate the sorcery.

I can hear the sound of the floor rattling with heels slowly approaching Krista's ear, whose eyes widened that she couldn't believe the blown away members.

"Kirsi, Doctor?

"Oh, it's Dr. Kirshi. I'm here to help - I think I'm late, but I'll take care of it from here."

In horrific retrospect, there was Kirsi Santara, who was the teacher.

He weaves his tired white coat as usual, and under his silver-edged glasses, he builds a neighborhood in his eyes because of his lack of sleep. The neglected purple hair is cut off at the shoulder, but it's bumpy.

Krista's familiar and troublesome research alone seemed to me like Kirshi who would be fine with it, but her eyes are different. There was a clear anger.

"Don't move with that stupid prince over there."

"... Yes"

"Good boy. Well, more importantly, the motherfuckers who attacked the kids. Instead of the staff room, I sent a crew up to the research building, and it just hit my head."

The tip of the water whip created by magic becomes a serpent and intimidates.

The risen members shouted abominably at Kirshi.

"Why are you - here you are!

"Huh? That's because I'm the teacher here. You know what I mean when I look at you?

Not very much, but the exterior doesn't seem like a teacher, but no one is here to point that out right now.

"Ugh, don't lie. Why is Santara, the second sage of court magicians, in school?

Without letting the words speak to the end, the water snake gave a groan and struck the group. The man, who raised his body screaming, crashes against the wall and falls without force.

"Wow, you can easily tell me who I am. Shit, I kept it a secret. Well, no. Yeah. Because switching is important. Well, then, for now, you've got your hands on our cute students - you Royal Sorcery Division all die."

A voice that seemed troublesome and prolonged changed cold as ice.

The moment - the limbs of the Royal Sorcery Division member flew.

There are often tedious screams and wooden spirits in the hallway. It would have been more merciful to kill me first.

Then, approaching the member who was falling, he makes sure he's unconscious and snaps his arm with his leg.

I don't know how hard I hit him, he should have woken up with severe pain, but the man didn't wake up to say he was fortunate to be unhappy.

Those members who have unfortunately lost limbs in a state of consciousness are no longer in pain because of a good loss of momentum and blood. On the contrary, my consciousness was blurred. However, I could not forget Kirshi's emotionally uncalled cold eyes, which I had just glimpsed, and for a short time before I lost my blood - I kept shaking my body in fear.

"Dr. Kirshi, the court magician? I don't know about the second seat."

"It's no big deal. I guess I don't know anything but His Royal Highness the Lars Fool if he's not a teacher. Not if you say so, too. Especially Jared."

"Why is that?

"You'd better surprise me later - isn't that funny?

I didn't think Kirshi, who laughs without giving in, took one's life in a very cruel way.

Not very much, but it didn't look like a second seat for court magicians. But Krista did feel it.

The strength and total amount of magic that only increased for a moment. Having given the water the will, albeit created by witchcraft, to manipulate and show freely. No matter how much Krista can use special magic, if asked if she can fight and win.

I couldn't figure out the bottom of Kirshi Santara very well.