"No, no, no, seniors are very good to people."

Sakura nodded firmly, trying to defend the bastard.

Sakura is a very gentle and considerate student, and sometimes it even reaches the point of distress.

Especially his elder brother Shinji Makiri, with a bad personality, it is rumored that he often treats Sakura violently.

"That's good, if this bastard has any inexplicable moves, don't care about anything else, just beat him up!"

To be on the safe side, it's better to emphasize it once.

Sakura looked a little surprised when she heard this, and then asked me innocently.

"Senior sister and senior, the relationship seems to be very good, why do you keep saying bad things?"

Say, what are you talking about, I wish this bastard was going to die right now.

Like making this bastard a punching bag, then throwing countless punches on the roof of a tall building, and finally flying downstairs with a perfect flying kick!

"Oops, oops, even Sakura can see it......"

Hey, hey, bastard, you're turning your head shyly, are you acting in some weird movie?

"So, Sakura, for my sake, beat me hard, don't show mercy!"

I said that, and gave the bastard a disdainful look.

"Hmph, I'll go to the classroom first!"

Note: The latter is said to Sakura, and Sakura also said goodbye to me seriously.

When I went up to the third floor, I saw Fujimura-sensei running over in a panic.

Mr. Fujimura is an English teacher in our school, and he has an enviable sword skill, plus he usually looks like he is in a hurry, and some classmates have given Mr. Fujimura a nickname, Tiger.

It seems to have been approved by most people.

"Good morning, Mr. Fujimura."

I said hello elegantly, and Mr. Fujimura quickly ran past me, grabbed the handrail of the stairs with his right hand at the same time, and his body made an exaggerated backward movement, and the brakes were completed.

"Tosaka-san, good morning, ah, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."

A teacher who is full of vitality and makes people feel incredible.

……………………………………

After school, I sat in the classroom and checked through the window that my classmates at the school were gone.

"Archer, let's get started."

I whispered to the void.

"Good!"

Archer's response came from the void, and it felt much more serious than usual.

An enchantment often needs to be placed in many places, such as magic arrays.

But as a great magician, it's easy for me to find out.

"Yo, it's really messy, it's completely relying on others who don't understand, and it's rude and random arrangement."

After stopping the sixth magic circle, I complained to Archer.

"Since we can't crack it, I think the master of the enchantment will definitely come over again to activate it, and then I will be responsible for monitoring this area."

"Well, that's all there is to it."

I reluctantly walked to the roof of the school building.

From the flow of magic in the enchantment, it is easy to deduce the location of the magic circle.

That's the last place.

Sure enough, the place where the magic array was engraved was on the wall that was visible as soon as the door was opened.

There is no point in hiding it at all.

Put your hand on the magic array, and the magic power in your body rushes into the magic array and forcibly cracks it.

"That's it, it's all closed."

As I said this, a terrible chill came out of my heart, and I didn't have time to think about the reason. The magic in the body that had not completely stopped flowed so rapidly.

It was a red spear, the tip of which grazed my dodging body.

When I touched the skin, goosebumps rose in an instant.

The magic was at its maximum, and I took a light leap to the side, closing the distance between me and the red spear.

Looking back, I saw a beautiful woman emerging from the void, dressed in a black tight-fitting gauze dress with a scarf on her face.

She elegantly held the red spear in her right hand and spoke in surprise.

"Instinctively, you have the potential to become a warrior......"

Maybe that's a compliment.

I couldn't be happy at all, because this heroic spirit in front of me really wanted to kill me.

Really.

The second moment I flashed the thought, the red spear stabbed at me, accompanied by a sigh.

"It's a pity."

No, I came to the conclusion that within 5 moves, I would die.

The magic exploded beneath your feet.

I slammed into the railing, breaking through the railing as the magic flowed through my body, a magic that lightened my body and unleashed.

“archer！”

The moment I slammed over the railing, the still spirited Archer had already moved rapidly below.

With my toes on the palms of the archers below and up, I continued to run forward.

The body strengthened by magic crossed a hundred meters in less than 2 seconds.

This speed completely surpasses that of athletes, and with the naked eye, I am afraid that only a series of afterimages flash quickly.

But even after doing so much, the red spear still appeared on my right hand.

A razor-sharp sweep!

At the same time, a light blue light hit the barrel of the gun.

"Defense."

I crossed my hands over my chest, and as soon as the magic filled my hands, I was struck.

The spear, which had been hit by the blue light, lost most of its strength, and after barely flying a little distance, I slid half-crouched on the ground.

And didn't hurt too much.

"I'm not mistaken, your qualifications as a warrior are amazing."

While killing people, it makes people feel elegant, this heroic spirit is definitely not an idle person.

Archer incarnated in front of me, blocking Lancer's view.

He was holding a red bow in his hand, and the blue light that presumably came from that bow just now.

"Let's die together."

Lancer holds the gun in both hands, his left leg pressed down in front of him, the tip of the gun pointed at Archer and me behind him.

I looked at Archer's back, and it was so thick that it was reassuring.

Sure enough, Archer was a perfect fit to be a Saber.

The battle began.

The red spear instantly appeared in front of Archer at a distance of seven or eight meters.

"It's not a small amount of courage."

Archer pointed his red bow against the spear, making a "thump-thump...... sound like metal colliding.

Is it because I'm right here that Archer can't keep a distance!

The red spear set off a fierce wind, dancing like a demon god.

Archer was forced to step back, too fast.

That red spear is even faster than it was when it stole at me!

"You dare to melee with me with a bow, you are the first, let me see how long you can hold out!"

Lancer's body is so agile and, as a woman, her high level of softness allows Lancer to perform some unexpected movements.