To Be a Power in the Shadows!

The day after I returned, my last class in the morning ended a little earlier.

"I'm going to have a speech from the student council election candidate and the student chairman of the support, so don't let everyone take their seats yet"

The teacher told the students running ahead.

"I don't care, where have you been for three years now?"

"Come on."

I yawned and answered the appropriate question of my neighbor Hyoro.

"Third graders don't, this week in extracurricular activities..."

and when Jaga in the previous seat began to look back and talk, the door of the classroom opened and two female students came in. The teacher leaves with a replacement.

One of them is the face I know, the chairman of the Rose Oriana student I fought the other day.

I always wonder what makes a mysterious stylish aura when someone wears it even though they look like a regular uniform.

"Eh, I gave my teacher valuable time today to elect a student council..."

A girl of the year who feels unfamiliar speaks out in a slightly stiff voice.

Am I the only one with this kind of speech going through my head?

Along with Hyoro, he listens to the speech and yawns.

Jaga seems to be taking some notes.

Second, I felt like I had eyes on the student chairman. It's a lot if you remember a mob that got hit like no other in World War I.

"Hey, student chairman, you've been looking at me."

Says Hyoro as he trims his forehead.

"That's right."

"Dude, I might get scouted by a student council"

"That's right."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

"That's right."

Time passes like that.

That's when I realized the discomfort of magic.

"Is that it?"

"What's going on?"

I've always trained my body to manipulate and control subtle magic, but all of a sudden I can't work it out.

Feels like something is inhibiting the flow of magic. Open it forcefully, or you might be able to work it out even thinner.

With that in mind, I felt signs that something was approaching the classroom.

"Coming......"

I said it somehow.

That moment.

Suddenly, there was a terrible explosion.

The classroom door blows up and the class makes a scene.

Shortly afterwards, the black-crushed men came aboard.

"Everybody freeze! We're shadow gardens, occupy this school!

That's what they scream and cement the exit.

"You're lying..."

My tweezers were swept away by the whirlwinds around me.

There were no students who could move.

Is this training, a hoax, or no way... are you serious?

Most students were unable to grasp the reality that Demon Swordsman's School would be raided correctly.

I was the only one who had a complete grasp of this reality.

That they're serious, that magic is inhibited, that the same thing would be happening in other classes.

"Wow..."

The words of nature and admiration came out of my mouth.

These guys, they fucked up.

Seriously, I fucked up.

Boys from all over the world dreamed of an 'array'.

I decorated a page of our youth paranoia with "Arr."

The school was attacked by terrorists. They really wanted to do it!

I trembled with emotion.

How many times have I ever fantasized about this situation?

Hundreds, thousands… hundreds of millions.

I fantasized about countless patterns, and the moment of my dreams finally came.

"Don't keep your seats up, all hands up!

The black-clad men intimidate the students with their swords, who began to notice little by little.

I thought it was a Xuan preference. They chose the terrorist side.

However, the classic is still on the student side.

What are we gonna do?

How does it work?

There were endless possibilities before me.

"You don't seem to know what this place is like."

At that time, Rin's voice echoed.

One girl lay her hands on a fine sword on her waist and was confronted by a blackened man.

"Occupy Demon Swordsman School? I don't think it's sanity."

Only one, Rose Oriana, was up against them.

I told you to drop your weapon, little girl.

"I refuse"

That's what Rose says and pulls out the fine sword.

"Hmm, just enough to show off"

The man with the black knife also sets up a sword.

Not good.

She doesn't realize she can't use magic in this space.

"... what the hell"

The colour of agitation floats on Rose's face with his fine sword.

"Looks like you finally noticed."

A black-crushed man laughed in the back of his mask.

Not good, not good, just like this.

But it's too late.

A black-crushed sword is swung down by Rose.

There is no better way to prevent that sword, which is enchanted, from her enchanted.

I kicked the chair. [M]

"... ugh!

Stop it, that's not it.

The processing power of the brain accelerates, slowing the movement of the world.

At that moment, what was in my heart was endless impatience and anger.

"... ahhh!

If it stays this way, she will be the victim number one to be killed by terrorists.

It must not happen.

That's something you'll never forgive.

"Ahhhhhhh!

When is the first time a terrorist kills you in class?

Mob's... it's a role!

"Stop, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

With the roar of my soul, I broke between them.

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Rose hunched her death as she looked ahead to the impending white blade.

In a weak flesh without magic, it is no match for preventing or avoiding.

I can flip my torso to make the wound a little shallow, but even the movement is slow and creepy.

I can't make it.

Just as a reality, death was there.

That's when the scream pierced my eardrum.

"Stop, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Shortly after, Rose was thrust by something that came from the side.

"Yikes......!

Passive and rolling down the floor.

And at the end of Rose's gaze, which rose, the sight of the impact was widening.

"Oh no..."

There...... a bloody boy lay powerless.

The blood spilled out onto the floor spreads its stains.

It was fatal.

"CARRYYYYYYYYYYYY!!

Someone's scream echoed the class.

Rose didn't mind getting dirty with her blood and could hold the boy's body.

The boy was recently impressed by Rose's memory.

"Sid Cagheno, you..."

To Rose's whining, the boy opened his eyes slightly.

"Idiot. Why did you cover me up...?

Really, it's a pattern I just found out recently. I haven't even spoken properly yet.

There should have been no reason to be able to help you until you put your life on the line.

The boy opened his mouth and tried to say something,

"Gee ho, goe ho!

I threw up a lot of blood.

"Sid, you!

A boy spits blood on Rose's white cheek.

The boy smiled with a bloody wet face... and took his breath away as it was.

The dead face was the face of the man who did it.

"Why..."

There was a glimmer of tears on Rose's cheek.

Rose hugs the boy and whimpers.

Seeing his dead face, Rose felt all the mysteries had been solved.

His struggle to the point of anomaly in the selection exam.

Those hot eyes staring at Rose.

And the reason I stood up and sheltered Rose.

It's all connected.

Rose is not dull. Due to her position as a princess and her beauty, she has made countless loves from a young age.

But I've never been more enthusiastic.

I was never loved until I risked my life.

"Thanks......"

I can't live up to his thoughts forever anymore.

But I swore I would never waste it.

"That's a good show."

A black-clad man stood in front of Rose.

"... ugh!

Rose bit her lips and stared up at the man.

"Are you still going to turn your teeth?

"Kuh...... I will obey"

Rose lay down her face. I swore I wouldn't waste his thoughts.

Not yet, not then.

"Hmm. I'm moving to the auditorium now!

The black-clad men move out.

They let the students stand, restrain them behind their back with a tie, and take them out continuously.

There was no one to disobey anymore.

Finally, the two male students looked back at the classroom.

"Sid......"

"Mr. Sid..."

They stared at the boy's dead face when they said something.

"Just go."

The two leave the classroom after being driven up by a black-clad man.

And nobody's gone.

The footsteps of the hallway turn away and the tranquility comes around.

And.

The boy's arm, which was supposed to be dead, moved pickly.