Graduated from Witchcraft Institute

From the space at the end of the cane I put up, a blast of lightning was fired.

A flash of light illuminates the surrounding walls, and the blindness dyes the vision golden.

─ ─ Thunder strike (lightning bolt).

The lightning produced by this spell penetrates in a linear fashion and burns and melts all who are on its rays.

Intermediate spells, but as long as the situation is right, its power is enough to outweigh the fireball (fireball) spells.

And now, in this "straight stretched tunnel," all of the remaining oak power on this scene was queued up to six regular species of oak and three superior species of oak, and to Oak General, the commander.

The lightning I unleashed was piercing all its oak and burning and melting around the pierced parts of each subject's flesh.

The orcs, mortally wounded by it, fall as one and as one again.

"Awesome...... After all, Will's magic is amazing..."

Satsuki, who was lying down, expresses that feeling as she slowly rises up.

But...

"─ Guaraaaaaaaaaaa!

Oak General, who was at the rear of the line, roared.

A few orcs who try to respond to it and make fun of it survive will similarly roar.

That would be so.

Whatever it is, there can be no total annihilation with a spell blow from a bunch of life-provoking orcs - a bunch that mixes it and the top species.

Depending on where the lightning strikes, survival is naturally possible even with normal species of oak.

I count quietly the number of orcs left without falling.

A total of four bodies with regular species of oak, one leader, one mage, and a generic addition to it.

In other words, the lightning bolt spell I unleashed would have caused the result of sinking up to six of the ten oaks with that blow and seriously injuring the rest of the oak power as well.

The effect of a single spell can be described as a satisfactory and good result.

"The rest of us will attack, Satsuki."

"Ok, then I'll take care of it!

A small satsuki gently jumps over the corpse of a fallen oak on the ground of the tunnel, closing in with the leading common species of oak.

I'll provide magical backup from behind.

So much less, Satsuki slashes and lays down the oak of the common, leader, and mayhem species under one sword each.

Satsuki was extraordinarily higher than his enemies as a battle force over the original, and even closer to saying that he had kicked it because all of his enemies were already seriously injured.

And...

"─ ─ Grrrrrrrrrrrr!

An angry oak general, wiped out of his men, throws down his weapon and hits Satsuki.

With those big hands, the General tried to grab onto the girl's body.

"Wow, fast...!

When it comes to the general class, the movement is agile enough to say that it's an oak.

He wields his rigid arms in an attempt to restrain his small, spinning, satsuki movements.

"But I can't handle it, it's a move...!

But Satsuki's movements are sharp beyond that, and Oak General's attacks cut off one sky after another.

It also seems to be a big deal that Oak General lacks some glory in its movements because of the severe injuries already caused by lightning strikes (lightning bolts).

And...

"─ Ha!

Poked and unleashed by the enemy's gap, by Satsuki's knife.

That finally captured the left eye of Oak General.

The knife runs straight through the brain and out to the back of the head.

I don't care what you think, it's instant death.

When Satsuki pulled out the knife, Oak General should have collapsed all the way down.

─ ─ All right.

Now all the orcs have been destroyed.

I'm heading over to her to write some naughty words to Satsuki.

However,

"Ha, ha... the top species of oak is so fast... ─ ─ Shit, you seem to be struggling so hard, you won't catch up with the princess forever......!

Satsuki did not seem satisfied with the current results, and the words saw something of a rush.

I didn't think it was a very favorable trend.

So I walked right behind Satsuki, breathing on my shoulder, and put my hand over that beautiful brunette, and let her try to sneeze.

"Wow! Hey, what the hell, Will...!

Satsuki looks up at me like a frightened jean.

"Satsuki"

So, what is it?

"I'm glad you're here. Thanks."

"... Huh!

Satsuki wept in his eyes.

I'm her head again.

Satsuki seemed comfortable but left to accept it.

I tell Satsuki what I think.

"Satsuki, I think it's preferable to go up there. But don't rush me. I hate that Satsuki is going to lose his life in a hurry on the battlefield. I don't want to lose you."

"...... Huh!!... Um, come on, Will"

But Satsuki, hearing my words, after changing his expression by the way, looked up at me with a tearful look in his eyes this time.

And when I asked what it was,

"Baka!... but thanks"

That's what I said, except for the hand I put on her head, and then I put my arms around her and turned a puffy face.

Trouble was, Satsuki kept hitting me in the head with that hand.