Luin, who was looking at the castle walls, let out a low sigh and hid the burden he was carrying.

'Hoo...'

Because there were people following him, who liked to stand alone.

'Why is the scale so big... it's not like we're practicing for a war.'

He didn't know what words to use to express this pressure, but what was certain was that Luin had no confidence.

The moment he, who was not used to the pressure, let out a long sigh and a hollow smile.

"...Sunbae."

"..."

"What are you doing."

Hanna's annoyed voice began to ring in Luin's ears.

Luin, who had his ear to the castle wall, said to Hanna with a serious expression. It might look a bit strange, but it wasn't something to be ignored.

"I'm looking for a weak spot in the wall."

"..."

"If it's a wall made of magic, there are bound to be cracks where the walls meet. This is a phenomenon that is especially common in buildings that are built in a short period of time, and if you look at it from a magical theory perspective...."

"Aha...!"

"What do you think, isn't it easy to understand?"

"I don't really get it."

"...Just think of it as looking for a crack in the wall."

"Sunbae..."

"What."

Hanna looked at Luin, let out a low sigh, and said.

"I can just put a weakening magic on it and break it, can't I? If you make an ice magic or a stake, I can break it easily, so why bother..."

Luin thought to himself.

'She's a genius...?'

It seemed that Hanna Histania's mind worked faster than his.

"Hoo..."

However, Luin, who wanted to protect his pride until the end, just shook his head at Hanna's factual assault and put up a firm will.

"It's not that simple."

"...?"

"There might be traps set by the defending team on the other side of the wall."

"Really?"

Hanna, who had tilted her head, shrugged her shoulders once, went next to Luin, and stomped her foot.

-Thump.

"What are you doing..."

-Crumble...

"Hmm...?"

Hanna patted Luin's shoulder with a hollow laugh as he was looking at the collapsed ground with trembling eyes.

"I think you should put your ear to the ground, not the wall?"

"...You."

"Pardon?"

"Do you want to learn magic?"

"..."

Luin genuinely hated Hanna.

After 5 minutes had passed, Luin, who had found a weak spot in the wall while avoiding the surveillance of the defending team, gave a signal to Hanna with a serious expression.

That the wall beyond this would break easily.

The texture of the wall on the opposite side of the castle gate was slightly different, so Luin was confident that he could break the wall with a small impact.

Even if he failed.

"Move aside."

He believed that this monster would somehow break it.

"You can do it, right?"

"..."

"If you don't think you can, tell me. I'll find another way."

"..."

Hanna, who was looking at Luin with an annoyed gaze, let out a long sigh and nodded her head. No matter how foolish the strategy was, she had to fully trust the leader she had chosen.

"I'll do it."

Luin nodded his head.

"Then... here I go."

-Thump.

"What now."

The moment Hanna was about to draw her sword, Luin, who had grabbed her wrist, said with a serious expression.

"Are you really sure it's okay?"

"What is."

"My plan."

"...Haa."

Hanna, who had held the sword, squeezed her eyes shut and said to Luin with all her heart.

"I'm going to kill you."

"..."

"Plan or whatever, you're the leader. No one will say anything even if we lose."

"..."

"Don't be a moping idiot and think about winning. If you do that one more time, I'm going to hit you on the top of your head with the back of my sword."

"..."

"...I'll do it."

"Okay."

Luin, who felt a threat to his life, nodded his head at Hanna's words and then gathered his resolve.

"Let's go...!"

Let's do it, no matter how things turn out.

"One."

-Rumble...

"Two..."

-Rumble rumble.

"Three."

As the numbers were counted out softly from Hanna's mouth, the aura that had gathered in the sword flashed with a bright light and began to pour towards the castle walls.

-Kwagagagagagak!!!

At the vibration that shook the ground, Luin muttered softly. 'Isn't that magic at this point.'

-Crack crack crack!!!

"It's going to collapse...!"

"..."

"The other side will hear the sound and swarm us, so everyone get ready!!"

-Kwoooooooong!!!!

The moment the castle walls collapsed with a huge roar, Luin was the first to start running beyond the walls with the rising dust cloud.

"Everyone...! Run!"

The students, who were impressed by Luin's actions of showing the appearance of a leader for a change, began to follow him.

Usually, Luin's back was like a hedgehog's that they didn't want to approach, but today, it looked reliable.

Of course.

'Ah... I don't know.'

Luin, who had charged in at the front, had no thoughts at all.

"Get in position!"

The members of the siege team came into the castle one by one and began to take their positions before the dust cloud disappeared.

"Flückner! As planned, you find the stairs leading down from the castle walls and destroy them."

"Yes! Sunbae!"

"And Sigurd Luke."

"Yes!"

"You take the healing department teacher and the healing department members and secure a base."

"I understand!"

"And..."

Luin, who was leading, looked at Hanna, who was shaking the dust from her hair with a cold gaze, and his lips twitched.

"Hanna, you...!"

"What."

"..."

"Say it, sunbae."

"..."

"Quickly."

Luin seriously thought that Hanna was scary.

"Sunbae?"

He had thought she was scary before, but after seeing the blow from a moment ago, he thought he would die if he was hit on the top of his head with the back of her sword.

"That's..."

He had always thought that the words 'bully in charge' were his, but today, to Luin, Hanna was his bully in charge.

"Hurry up and say it...!"

"You move separately."

"...Yes."

"If you find the king, report it with the communication device the healing department instructor gave you."

"Yes."

And..

"Mikhail."

"Yeah."

"You go with me."

"Okay."

Perhaps taking Mikhail, the strongest member of the siege team, with him, Luin began to move quickly towards the center of the castle where the king was likely to be hiding.

'It must be that guy who's the king...'

With the hope that the 'king' he had in mind would be at the center of the castle.

"Run!"

Luin began to stomp his feet.

With the undead of Elysia pouring out from the collapsed castle walls, Luin and Mikhail repeated their runs countless times.

"Mikhail...! To the side!"

"Okay."

It wasn't a smooth ride.

As if they had expected that Luin was aiming for the center of the castle, the soldiers of the defending team also blocked their way.

'It would have been a big problem if I hadn't come with Mikhail.'

It was a force that they could break through because they were with Mikhail, but it was a force that would have been a struggle if he were alone.

"Good...!"

If they continued like this, they would reach the center of the castle.

If they had concentrated their forces this much, it was certain that the 'king' was beyond this. If they took their time and didn't rush, victory could be achieved without much difficulty.

However.

"Luin."

Things didn't go so easily.

"Get down!"

"...!"

-Saaaaa.

The moment a huge flame that had appeared in an instant swept past Luin's eyes, the undead soldiers who had been following them disappeared into ashes, leaving only their legs.

"...What."

Luin, who had barely dodged the magic with Mikhail's hand pressing down on his head, raised his trembling eyes and looked at the figure standing in front of him.

"You..."

Luin bit his lip at the appearance of an unexpected person.

"Schuen-gel!!!"

"...You."

"Appears!!!"

Schuen, with flames wrapped around both hands, was blocking the way.

"...Damn it."

He was a strong opponent.

Having taken the class together, he knew better than anyone how scary Schuen was.

A vast amount of mana.

Foolish but excellent combat ability.

An opponent who was difficult to face alone was standing in front of his eyes, so Luin rolled up his sleeves, grabbed Mikhail's shoulder, and said. A strategy that said that although he was a difficult opponent, they could easily win if the two of them fought together.

"He's a magician anyway."

"..."

"If you get close to him, it'll be easy to subdue him."

"..."

"On the count of three, we go at once."

To not give him a chance, Luin quickly began to cast magic. No matter how skilled a magician was, they still needed casting time.

"One..."

However.

"You've come this far. Commoners."

"..."

The moment the cursed-tongued Schuen began to show his true skills, Luin's magic began to waver.

"You're pretty good for a commoner."

Schuen's wit was the best debuff.

"Isn't that right. Shorty commoner and algae commoner?"

Mikhail, who heard Schuen's words, maintained his composure and whispered to Luin. That it was a strategy, so don't fall for it.

"Be calm."

"..."

"Don't fall for the provocation."

"Am I a kid?"

"That's right."

Luin has accumulated patience.

He has been ignored so much that he has reached a point where he can accept being called algae without taking any damage.

However.

"Huhu... as expected of someone who lost to me."

"..."

"For the algae and the whitey to join hands, I, Schuen, am surprised."

"..."

"Especially you, whitey...!"

"Whitey?"

"Don't cling to that red-haired commoner so much."

"..."

"When did you ever say you didn't like it! Don't be so friendly! I, Schuen, am a cool woman who won first place in the rankings."

"...Ha?"

Schuen looked at Mikhail and gave a vile smile.

"Because love is something you have to win."

"..."

Mikhail pushed Luin's back and said.

"Luin. You go first."

"What are you talking about."

"I'll take care of Schuen."

"Bullshit. We can just fight him at once."

"No."

Mikhail's eyes turned cold as he bit his lip.

"Because we have an unfinished duel."

The moment had come for Mikhail to repay the humiliation he had received during the ranking battles.

"I'll be there soon."

"Hey!"

Luin's words didn't reach Mikhail's ears.

"Come at me, commoner."

There was only his rival.

*

At the same time.

"Hmnyari."

I, who was talking with the young lady, smiled slightly and caressed her chubby cheeks.

"Eeeek..."

"It's soft."

"I prefer to be called pretty rather than soft."

"I prefer the word soft."

"Mhm."

The young lady, who let out a lazy yawn while looking at the night sky, cautiously asked me a question. What I had been doing and where I had been during the time I was away from the mansion.

"Hmm..."

How should I put it.

Lost in thought, I considered two directions. One direction was to lie in a way that the young lady wouldn't get angry. The other was to tell the truth.

If I lied, it would be convenient for me, but since I wasn't a person who liked to lie, I smiled faintly and cautiously opened my lips to the young lady.

"I was teaching students."

"Students?"

"Yes."

"Ricardo is stupid."

"...That hurts in its own way."

"Hehet..."

The young lady, who had said something that hit the bone, smiled slightly and said.

"What are you teaching?"

"Hmm.... I'm teaching them about survival skills."

"It sounds fun."

"You have to be self-sufficient for chocolate and meals?"

"Eeeeeek?!"

The extremely disgusted young lady shook her head from side to side and showed a negative reaction. Saying that they should at least be given food.

"Haha... I'm kidding. I'm feeding them three proper meals a day."

"...Eek?"

"Pardon?"

"Is three meals a day enough?"

"..."

The young lady was shattering common sense in many ways.

Mikhail, looking at Shuen, was clenching his fists.

"Huhu."

Because he didn't know why she was laughing.

He was facing a swordsman.

A situation that any wizard with a sane mind would want to avoid, and would normally want to create distance in.

However.

-Shuen-gel! Appears!

Shuen's strange behavior of not even thinking about creating distance even after a sudden appearance made Mikhail even more wary.

Shuen was.

-I won-yot!

...an unpredictable woman.

Just because she was a permanent resident of a convenience store didn't mean you could look down on her. Although she always showed unpredictable behavior, she was a woman who had climbed to 1st place in the ranking match.

Of course, she had won 1st place with the help of the holy sword, but it meant she was a skilled person who could reach the finals because her skills supported her.

"Huhuhut."

'...I don't know what she's plotting, but I need to be on my guard.'

"Huhuhuhut..."

Mikhail held his sword straight and began to watch Shuen's small movements in detail. In order not to be defeated by a small moment of carelessness.

"Huhuhut..."

Likewise, Shuen was also looking at Mikhail and thinking deeply.

"Huhut..."

To be honest.

'I'm so tired, I could die-yot.'

Because Shuen was at her limit.

After enduring a tight schedule of having to fire off bombardment magic once every hour, Shuen's body had no stamina or mana left.

'I think I'm going to die-yot...'

At first, it was manageable.

Because the opportunity to fire off bombardment magic without holding back didn't come easily. It could cause damage to the surroundings, and it would be troublesome if a person was hit by a stone thrown carelessly.

-This is a chance-yot!

Since the opportunity to hit a person with a carelessly thrown magic spell didn't come easily, she had been happily firing off magic.

However.

-Shoot.

-...Pew.

-Don't make sounds with your mouth, shoot magic.

-I'm out of mana!

-Magic teacher. Yuria, I request a mana enhancement buff.

-Stop giving me buffs-yot...!

Now that the buffs were gone, Shuen was left with only confidence.

Inside the castle, Hans and Yuria would cast buffs on her so she could use magic without a care, but on the last day, they didn't even cast buffs.

-I need a buff-yot...!

-No.

-...Eh?

-In a situation where we don't know when the siege team will push in, we can't carelessly consume mana.

-Then... what about me-yot?

-Hmm?

-I've used up all my mana?

-Hmm... I guess it can't be helped.

Shuen had come out as a meat shield.

-You are to block the path to the center of the castle.

-But I don't have any mana?

-I believe in you, Shuen.

-Don't believe in me-yot...

-Didn't you brilliantly block the customers at the convenience store? Remember. The hungry monsters that flock in during lunch time.

-I can block them-yot...!!!

-Then I'm counting on you.

Yes.

Actually, Shuen was.

'...Ultimate skill, intense glaring!'

...enduring on mental strength alone.

With the single-minded belief that a noble would not fall before a commoner.

'The proud eldest daughter of the Tetra family... Shuen! The high-ranking noble Tetra Shuen, who is self-sufficient while working part-time at a convenience store...!! I can't fall like this-yot...!'

Shuen, whose mana had run out a moment ago from magic, was racking her brains to hold Mikhail back as much as possible.

-Block him.

-Yes-yot!

-Block him even if you have to grab his ankle, Shuen!

-Yes-yot!

'I have to block him-yot...!'

-If you do that, I will raise your hourly wage.

-Eh? How can you raise my hourly wage, Director?

-Didn't you know? I'm the owner there.

-...God?

'Somehow, I have to block him-yot.'

Even to receive a reward from her sponsor, she had to. She had to grab Mikhail's ankle and hold on.

Even if it meant using the secret technique passed down in the Tetra family.

"Shuen."

"..."

"I don't know what you're thinking, but I'd appreciate it if you'd get out of the way."

"I don't want to-yot."

"I don't want to hurt you."

"I don't want to hurt a commoner either-yot."

Shuen, who had a brief conversation with Mikhail, took a deep breath and began to recall the story her mother had told her by her bedside before she went to the academy.

While recalling her mother's face, who had held her hands tightly and spoken seriously.

-Shuen. You have to learn well what mom is about to teach you.

-Yes-yot!

-This technique is something mom learned from her grandmother, so you must not tell anyone about it.

-...A secret technique!

-Yes, that's how forbidden this technique is in the Tetra family. You have to look at your opponent carefully before using it.

-...Alright-yot.

It was originally a technique to be used only in emergencies, but now was not the time to be picky about such things.

'Mother told me not to use it as much as possible... but to win, I have to use it-yot!'

Shuen clenched her fists and smiled. The technique her commoner mother had learned from her noble grandmother.

'Tetra's secret technique...'

"What are you looking at! You worthless commoner!"

[Commoner Bullying.]

It was the Tetra family, a family of philosophy that had turned something useless into a secret technique.

"...Shuen."

"Commoners should shut up-yot."

"We still have things to talk about."

"I have nothing to talk about with a commoner-yot."

"..."

"I am the proud eldest daughter of the Tetra family. I may talk to the people of my territory, but I do not give the opportunity to talk to a common commoner-yot."

Mikhail's gaze gradually began to turn cold.

-Swoosh.

Because it seemed like he had to show his skills rather than talk.

As the cool energy of Mikhail drawing his cold sword approached Shuen, Shuen opened her eyes wide and began to quickly rack her brains.

"Wait a minute-yot!"

"..."

"You said you had something to say-yot!"

"You said you didn't."

"That's just a figure of speech-yot. If you're a commoner, you should act like a commoner and be a little more perceptive-yot!"

"If you're trying to buy time, you'd better not expect anything. I have to join Luin quickly too."

"...In that case."

"What are you trying to do?"

Mikhail furrowed his brow as he looked at Shuen, who was lying on the ground and gathering something.

Last time, he had lost because his holy sword was stolen, but this time, he was not going to be careless and was going to defeat her at once.

"It won't hurt."

"..."

"It will just sting a little."

"That's what hurting is-yot!"

"..."

"Wait a minute."

"..."

"I have to prepare too."

"...What are you trying to do?"

The moment Mikhail, who couldn't afford to waste any more time, was about to quickly swing his sword.

"This!"

Shuen took out a white handkerchief in front of Mikhail's eyes and began to smile wickedly.

"Huhuhut..."

Mikhail, who saw the fluttering handkerchief, furrowed his brow and asked Shuen.

"Are you surrendering?"

"No-yot."

"Then."

"Huhu... this is."

Shuen tied the handkerchief over her head and smiled.

"A handkerchief given to me by a commoner."

"...What?"

"A handkerchief with sweat on it."

"Why do you have that?"

"I swiped it last time I went to the commoner's house to play."

"..."

"With this, I am invincible."

"...You."

"I'm not even envious of the holy sword."

Mikhail gritted his teeth and clenched his fists at Shuen's trophy, which she had won for herself through love.

'Something I couldn't even have...'

Mikhail, who thought that if he had known this would happen, he would have swiped one from Olivia's mansion when he was fainted, clenched his fists and swung his sword.

And at the same time.

Shuen poured out her remaining mana and began to shoot it at Mikhail.

*

At the same time.

Folkner, who had destroyed all the stairs connected to the castle walls as planned, bit his lip as he looked at the student who had collapsed in the middle of the main street.

"Look...!"

Because Look, who had been leading the Healing Department, had collapsed.

"Sunbaenim..."

"What happened? The others."

"I blocked the way and sent them."

"...Let's move to the base for now. You'll be able to move soon if you get treatment."

The moment Folkner grabbed Look's sleeve and put it over his shoulder.

"Sunbae."

Look lightly placed his hand on Folkner's chest and whispered lowly.

"[Retouch]"

Words that shouldn't come out of a swordsman's mouth.

"You...!"

Folkner, who felt the mana, quickly moved his body and tried to chant a formula, but it was not enough to cut off the magic that had been cast through direct contact.

Folkner, who had collapsed to the ground with a burning pain, scowled and glared at Look, who was brushing off the dust and getting up.

"What did you..."

-Click.

"Ha...?!"

-Click.

Look, standing in front of the collapsed Folkner, smiled faintly and offered a greeting.

"...I'm sorry."

The voice began to be heard in duplicate.

Look's voice and a woman's voice overlapped, and Look's face began to change into a familiar face.

Folkner gritted his teeth and clenched his fists as he looked at the changing Look.

"Damn it...!"

"That's why you shouldn't let your guard down."

Chartia, who was smiling faintly, looked down at Folkner and clenched her fist.

"Just be fainted for a moment."

"...You coward."

"That's the way of a magician."

-Boom!!!

Chartia slowly moved and walked towards where Shuen was.

With the single-minded belief that the king would not lose.

*

It was the same elsewhere.

Hanna, who had climbed to the highest tower in the castle, let out a hollow laugh as she looked at the man who was sitting as if he had been waiting for her.

"Ha...? So you were here."

The man also looked at Hanna and smiled coolly.

"I knew you would come."

"..."

"Pleased to meet you."

"I'm not pleased at all."

"Is this a sibling battle?"

Hanna, who had rolled up her sleeves, looked at Malik sitting in front of her and smiled cruelly.

"I won't go easy on you just because you're my brother."

While saying that she had hoped for an opportunity to come one day, and that it seemed that opportunity had come now.

"Are we sorting out the hierarchy?"

"A brother is a brother."

"It's good that you're so polite."

Malik drew his sword and let out a low sigh.

"As a disciple of the same master, please take good care of me."

"You too, please take good care of me."

The two siblings' swords began to clash coldly.

And Luin.

"..."

...was facing a person he had hoped he would never meet.