I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

After weighing it, Fushiguro could only hand his finger to the intact knotweed.

"But I can only leave it to you, the most energetic person to keep it... I say it again, no... allowed to eat."

"I know!" Knotweed stretched out his hand to take the finger, but the moment it fell into his palm, Knotweed's palm suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed the finger with a grunt.

The three of them were shocked.

"I told you not to eat it!!" x2

"Huh? Do you blame me!?" Hezhi stretched out his palm with an innocent look.

"This guy...that's enough! He didn't do any good this time."

The black lines flickered on Kizweed's face and then disappeared again. Kugisaki and Fushiguro stared at him warily for a while, Kuzwei still seemed to be fine.

Only then did he relax.

"Hey! You guys!"

A familiar roar came from above their heads, and the three of them looked up. The angry Supervisor Nitta was standing on the edge of the bridge and yelling at them, waving his fists at the same time.

"Ah, it's Miss Nitta."

"Getting furious..."

The knotweed pulled Fushihei up from the ground, "Then, go back."

However, in the car, the three of them were scolded by Miss Nitta all the way, about the fact that they went out to buy something and when they came back, they found that the room where the three of them lived was all empty...

"So Fushiguro, you escaped secretly."

Ms. Nitta, who was driving, kept mumbling, and Fushiguro, who was sandwiched between Kugi and Kugisaki in the back seat, half-opened his eyes and pouted, "——You two are the same."

"Go back and write a review for everyone!"

"Hey, does a magic high school also have something like this?"

"...It's a lynching."

"Lynching...."

"——Stop being so verbose!!"

Nitta, whose eyes were bloodshot, grabbed the steering wheel angrily. It was obvious that she had put a lot of effort into finding the missing three people.

"Yes..." x3

It was already five o'clock in the morning when the three of them returned to Tokyo Magic College. After kicking several people out of the car, Supervisor Nitta left again.

At this time, the entire Conjuration College was silent under the dark curtain in the early morning. There was almost no light, and the air was bone-chillingly cold.

"Miss Jiaru is not here... Brother Cheng is not here either." Huzhang rubbed his shoulders, and the three of them returned dejectedly from the closed door of the school doctor.

"Hiren, Wild Rose, Megumi...why did you come back?"

"Teacher Campbell...?!

"

The three of them bumped into Isabella in the corridor, and they all showed a hint of surprise.

"Mr. Campbell, haven't you rested yet?"

"It's not because of you."

"Well...."

Isabella came to the three of them, just frowned slightly and looked at them, then made them look away like children who had done something wrong.

"Follow me." Isabella did not blame the injured people, but took out a bunch of keys from her pocket and led the three of them to the infirmary again.

A cool breath hit my face, with the smell of disinfectant. As the lights were turned on, the darkness of the white medical room was immediately dispersed.

Isabella motioned for the three of them to sit down, then put on gloves and began to clean the wound of Kugisaki, who was bleeding the most.

"Does it hurt?"

"...so-so." Kugisaki grinned and forced a smile.

"Miss Nitta almost went crazy when she found out that you were not in the hotel room. Even if you sneaked out, you still had to leave her a note or something, right? Even the phone call couldn't be answered.

"Then Mr. Campbell..."

"Your teacher Gojo is not here, so in the end you have to notify me, the acting head teacher." Isabella sighed with a wry smile, "After all, Ms. Nitta said at that time that the only phone number that could be reached immediately was mine."

The three of them closed their mouths in embarrassment.

"But you all came back alive more or less. Was the mission a success?"

Although Fushiguro and Kugisaki didn't say a word, their eyes were clearly directed at the cute-looking Knotweed.

"Eh?! Look at what I did. Can you blame me for that kind of thing?"

"Well... I've more or less defeated all the enemies." Fushiguro finally concluded, rubbing his brows.

After cleaning Kugizaki's wound, Isabella took out her wand and tapped it gently, chanting the healing spell. As the golden light flashed, the wound on Kugizaki's arm was completely restored to its original state.

"Oh? Can Mr. Campbell treat me this way...like Dr. Cheng does?"

"That's not entirely true. My treatment method is different from Miss Kairi's and Jean's. It's magic."

"...magic."

"I always feel that our school's power system is getting more and more outrageous." Huzhang sat on the bed and propped up his chin, and Isabella came to him.

With a snap, she raised her finger and flicked it lightly on the forehead of the knotweed.

"You just have a few scratches on your body. Just take care of it yourself. Don't be so messy next time."

"Uh...Mr. Campbell, what are you talking about?" After Hu Zhi asked, he stared at Isabella's eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and gradually lost his voice.

Teacher Campbell, while being her class teacher, was also the master who taught her the Brisac Conjuration... Being very sensitive to the energy of the conjuration, she must have seen at a glance how dangerous a move she had used.

In other words, although there were the fewest wounds on the body, in the battle at the Eighty-eight Bridges, the person closest to death was actually the Japanese knotweed.

【Inner and outer mantra·The ultimate...】

A super-powerful attack that devours all things and is nearly irresistible—Xu Shi Qi.

If there is a slight loss of balance with uncontrolled power, or if there are still enemies capable of fighting after using an immature attack, the knotweed may be in danger this time.

"I will be more strict with you in the future, Hijiri-san. Although your progress is very fast, you still have to be careful when fighting the enemy to the death."

"yes!"

Finally, when she came to Fushiguro, Isabella leaned down and brushed Fushiguro's black hair with her hands. The dried blood could not hide the wound on her forehead that almost killed him.

"Megumi, don't always think about dying with your opponent..."

"Um."

"But you have become a lot stronger this time. It seems that the communication between Gojo-sensei and you is very effective."

Fushiguro opened his eyes slightly and looked at Isabella's smiling face in front of him, then his cheeks became warm and he turned his head.

"Teacher Campbell has been paying attention to me."

"Of course! I am your teacher."

A cotton ball dipped in saline was wiped coolly on his forehead. Faced with Isabella, whose personality and tone were very similar to his sister, Fushiguro maintained absolute silence after that.

The treatment was completed. Although the minor scratches would heal if the knotweed was left alone, Isabella still stuffed a tube of ointment into his hand before leaving.

"Go back and have a good rest for a day, and don't forget to give me the report afterwards." After locking the door of the infirmary again, Isabella did not forget to warn the three of them.

"Report?"

"The location of the battle, the enemy, and what happened must be written down in the file, right? You guys ran out secretly. I heard from Supervisor Nitta that there were two corpses left there..."

"Does this count as a review?" He played with the lid of the ointment in his pocket and scratched his head.

"If you want to write an additional review, I'm welcome to come."

The three of them shook their heads at the same time.

Isabella smiled helplessly and waved to them.

"Okay, go back quickly!"

"Thank you, Mr. Campbell, good night!" Kugisaki and

The knotweed ran away in a flash.

Looking at Fushiguro who was left behind, Isabella asked: "Do you have anything else to say, Megumi?"

"No...no." Fushiguro shook his head, bowed to Isabella, and then turned away.

But when he was about to pass the corner, Fushiguro suddenly stopped again and whispered:

"I did it...."

Isabella whispered: "What?"

"The realm unfolds....although not completely."

Isabella smiled and nodded, "I know, you did a great job."

"Well, good night...Mr. Campbell."

"Good night, Megumi."

After sending Fushiguro away, Isabella walked to the open space, and with the blue wings spread under her feet, she silently and quickly left the high school outside the high school through the night.

Make a call.

"Miss Nitta, we have received the location of the enemy's body this time and are on the way to recover it."

"Oh, please, Teacher Campbell. I have placed an emergency seal here. You should be able to see it when you get there. I am already here."

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

Chapter 112 "Strong Enemy" in the Training Ground

[Special training at the training ground has elapsed: 70 days]

"How long has it been... Master?"

After another short break, Maki panted slightly, sat on a monster's body, and poured a mouthful of mineral water into her mouth.

[Current scene: Hersalemz Rote - 4 hours after the start of the first major collapse. 】

"Not much, just a day or two. I can catch up with lunch when I get back later." Cheng Rang closed the system screen and said to Maki.

Sure enough, in the training ground, he didn't have a clear understanding of the flow of time, and Maki did the same.

Apart from mental fatigue and subconscious habitual rehydration behavior, I don’t even feel hungry.

The almost cruel life and death training has been going on for more than two months, but Maki doesn't seem to have enough time to realize it. She always asks herself how long she has been training during breaks.

During the two months at the training ground, Maki and Cheng Rang fought no less than a hundred times, and gradually fought against all kinds of weirdos from Helsalem Zlot.

When it comes to how to find an opponent who can fight Maki repeatedly, and who has to adapt to her gradually getting stronger, then the only "thing" Cheng Rang has fought there can become a qualified target.

From the indescribable existence of the old rulers and the incarnations of ancient gods, to the biochemical mutant monsters, it can be said that they have everything.

It is the best "wooden pile" to improve Maki's actual combat experience.

....Of course, the kind that will fight back.

"How many times have I [died] again?"

"Not many, just 9 times." Cheng Rang replied.

"Then haven't I made some progress?!"

"Yeah, you're progressing pretty fast. At least now you can use this technique of [taking advantage of momentum] in battle."

Maki threw down the empty mineral water bottle and stood up from the monster's body.

"By the way, Master, there's something I'm curious about."

"speak."

The girl carefully looked at the blade in her hand that was stained with dried blood. The blade was as smooth and neat as ever, and could still cut iron as well as mud.