A crossover anime, where people are in Classroom of the Imaginary Era, and behind the scenes, the ki

"One is a battle-hardened berserker, whose will remains steadfast on the side of humanity even when cursed by fate."

"The other is a young witch who is proficient in spirit binding and magic circles."

Horikita Manabu nodded. There was naturally no reason to refuse such powerful combat forces that were offered to him.

"In that case... please wait a moment."

After speaking, the Skeleton Knight raised the Water Summoning Sword.

"Sizzle—!"

With a single sword strike, he cleaved through the spatial barrier in front of him!

Without the slightest hesitation, he rode the Netherworld Spirit Horse and strode into the void rift.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Skeleton Knight left.

In the distance, Karuizawa Kei and the others, after a fierce battle, finally got a short rest and were leaning against a stone pillar to adjust their condition.

Only then did their attention turn to the young man in a modern suit standing next to Ayanokouji Kiyotaka.

"what?"

Karuizawa Kei rubbed her eyes, looking at the somewhat familiar face.

"This is... the president?!"

Amakura Asako also exclaimed in surprise, then subconsciously turned her head to look at Horikita Suzune, who was standing to the side wearing a hideous ghost mask.

Horikita Manabu turned around, met everyone's gaze, and nodded slightly as a greeting.

He then calmly announced his decision:

"I'm sorry, everyone."

"After this exam, I won't be going back to school with you. I have to stay in this swallowed world and follow the clues to enter the 'back room' to take a look."

"Only by finding the source can we give our world a chance to survive."

Horikita Suzune's eyes trembled violently as she listened to these words.

She looked up at her brother, who was standing close to her, and suddenly spoke:

"Take care of yourself."

She listened to the voice, which was clearly somewhat disordered due to suppressed emotions.

Horikita was taken aback at first.

Immediately, through that cold mask, he recognized the stubborn eyes that belonged to his sister.

Horikita Manabu's smile softened slightly as he said with a smile:

"what."

"If possible... in the days without me, let's all try to survive on our own battlefields."

Horikita Suzune did not respond verbally.

She simply closed her eyes, took a deep breath, seemingly enduring the dark whispers of the ghostly mask that were constantly eroding her sanity.

She nodded vigorously.

At that moment, the space in front of everyone was torn apart by the sharp blade once again.

The skeleton knight strode out of the spatial rift on his spirit horse.

In front of his warhorse's saddle lay two unconscious figures, a man and a woman.

The man was as strong as a bear, covered in scars, with a crippled left arm fitted with a cold steel prosthetic, and a massive, black sword, taller than a man and as big as a door, strapped to his back.

The woman looked very young, like a child dressed in oversized witch's clothes trying to appear mature.

Seeing this, Wang Cang Ma Zi opened his mouth.

Looking at the two people being carried like sacks, he didn't know what to say.

"This... doesn't look like it was brought over after friendly negotiations at all..."

Netkura Mako swallowed hard and muttered under her breath, "Is it really okay to just knock someone out and forcibly kidnap them as a teammate?"

The Skeleton Knight seemed to see through Netura Mako's worries at a glance.

He put the two down and explained with certainty:

"Don't worry. To save this dying world, they will agree when they wake up."

"Because, compared to me, they all still have people in this world they want to protect no matter what."

In other words...

Has the Skeleton Knight stopped caring about anything?!

Everyone couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

However, the countdown is now coming to an end, and time is ultimately limited.

This was supposed to be a precious break for everyone to briefly lick their wounds after a bloody battle.