Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 280 Miriam
As the formation continued to expand, the increasingly conspicuous crowd, amidst the chaos, became the eye of the storm, constantly drawing in lost souls from the academy to join them.

Besides the students, some of the academy's teachers also joined the formation. Among them were some that Cecilia knew quite well.

For example, in the general education courses that year, there was Professor Sirin Boa, who taught law to the elementary students, and Lecturer Saffran, who taught the arts, and so on.

Originally, Cecilia also wanted to meet some influential figures and then quickly hand over the power to lead the people.

However, an unexpected person became an obstacle to this endeavor.

Professor Doug.

When Professor Sirin Boyer first arrived with several students, Doug immediately invited Professor Boyer to the outermost circle where he was.

“Since our ‘chief’ student is doing well enough, we should just watch over him quietly. Especially in situations like this, the older generation should give the younger generation plenty of room to grow.”

Therefore, Professor Xilin was placed in the outermost circle of the formation.

It wasn't just his loud voice that was particularly memorable; this teacher, who had a past with Professor Doug, chose to agree with his ideas and willingly became a supporting character to the "leader." Later, more and more people joined, regardless of their status or position, but without exception, they were all blocked by Professor Doug's "wall."

Professor Doug, who has dedicated almost his entire life to education, is a highly respected and senior figure among the faculty at the magic academy.

The faculty and staff of Earls College knew very well which people within the college were not to be trifled with. And the foreign guests from other colleges, naturally, wouldn't expect that after receiving protection from the phalanx, they would have any unpleasant encounters with this local tyrant among the phalanx's powerful figures.

Ultimately, a strange situation arose in which both senior students and academy teachers were temporarily under Cecilia's command.

For a fleeting moment, Cecilia, her expression incredibly complex, met Doug's gaze in the crowd. And when the old gentleman playfully winked his left eye, Cecilia felt her head spin.

To avoid drawing attention to herself, Cecilia did not participate in any of the college exchange programs that year.

Unexpectedly, this happened right before it ended.

What exactly is going on? Why did it turn out like this? In such a dangerous situation, are these people really treating this so lightly, handing over command to a junior student like her?

Cecilia cried out in her heart.

Despite her reluctance, she suppressed those emotions for the time being.

As the group grew, Cecilia realized that she could no longer leave alone to seek refuge with someone who could give her a sense of security, and she felt the responsibilities she needed to shoulder.

Therefore, instead of complaining, she needs to do her best to handle the things at hand.

Monsters that only rampage through the academy are clearly no match for a large group of mages.

Cecilia and her companions arrived at the stronghold of the Academy's Root Law Division almost without any obstacles.

Previously, some people were wondering why, given the chaos at the academy, there were hardly any members of the Root Law Division who should have been responsible for maintaining order at the academy.

But once they arrived at Genlusi's headquarters building, they understood the reason.

A dozen or so Nest Demons of varying sizes completely surrounded the Root Laws building. It seemed as if an endless army of demons was pouring out of the Nest Demons' mouths, frantically attacking the protective barrier that the members of the Root Laws had jointly erected.

Inside the building, in addition to the members of the Root Law Division, Cecilia and the others also saw the members of the Crown Council.

Representative Martin, who was considered a strong contender for vice-speaker, was sweating profusely as he directed members of the academy's two major organizations to fight off the surging monsters and maintain the crumbling front.

"Why are the monsters attacking Genlusi?"

The question uttered by someone was a shared one among everyone in Cecilia's formation.

They had originally come seeking refuge, but now it seems they are about to become Genlusi's reinforcements.

"chief!"

Cecilia's "messenger" asked for instructions.

Perhaps those present weren't very familiar with Genryushi and the council members. But such dangerous beings as monsters were undoubtedly a common enemy for everyone.

Just as Cecilia was about to order everyone to join the battle to relieve Genlus's siege.

At the outermost edge of the formation, Professor Doug raised his hand high.

Cecilia initially thought Professor Doug had some advice, but then she saw him raise four fingers, which curled into a pointing gesture.

Looking in that direction, Cecilia paused slightly in surprise.

In the sky, near the clouds, there were three crimson figures standing upright as if they were standing in the heavens.

"What is that?"

After seeing those figures, Cecilia also noticed that among the frenzied monsters, she could occasionally see a long, faint, blood-like line.

The line of blood would flash for about ten seconds at a time, stretching all the way to the sky. It looked like the monsters were flying three strange kites.

But in reality, it should be the three red figures in the sky who are influencing the demons through their methods.

"Leave those people to us, Chief!"

As Cecilia observed the somewhat eerie red figure, she heard a voice requesting instructions. Judging from the aged tone of the voice, it certainly wasn't one of the students.

"Okay, but please don't force yourself."

Cecilia, who was about to say something like "You don't need to ask me for help" when facing Professor Doug, ultimately just nodded and gave this response.

Then, Doug and Xilin walked out of the formation together and went to a more open area.

"'The Crimson Arbiters'? How many years ago was the last time I saw them?"

Doug looked up at the three red-armored guards in the sky and sighed.

"This time, it seems they're not on our side. What on earth is the 'Hall of Wisdom' doing! Aren't they afraid the 'Tree Witch' will destroy their lair?"

Professor Xilin continued to shout loudly without lowering his voice.

Within the academy, there are only a handful of people who dare to shout Livis's nickname like that.

"We can't take them down without some powerful magic."

"Magic isn't a problem, it's my physical condition."

Xilin, who also suffered from back pain due to old age, exchanged a glance with Doug.

At an inappropriate age, the two elderly professors, who had once staged a farce comparable to a youth drama, instinctively assumed a back-to-back posture.

With the other person "supporting" my waist and casting some powerful magic, the problem shouldn't be too serious!
The next moment, both of them took out their wands.

Then, a strong wind gathered on their wands.

Among the older generation of mages, the offensive spell "Gale Thrust" was quite famous.

After sufficient chanting and gathering of energy, the two, whose bodies were already swirling with a whirlwind, unleashed the magic with remarkably similar movements.

As if honed through years of swordsmanship, the wand thrust forward with effortless grace and power, unleashing an incredibly turbulent gale that seemed to tear the sky apart. It spiraled out of shape, tracing an exaggerated arc, accompanied by a violent whistling sound, and swiftly and accurately struck its target in the sky.

In the previous maze incident, Miriam, under Professor Doug's guidance, also used similar magic.

However, even with the same magic, what Miriam, who is currently still an elementary school student, demonstrates is worlds apart from the magic of Doug and Sirin.

Caught off guard by the fierce winds, the two "Crimson Arbiters" plummeted helplessly from the sky. Thud!
A muffled thud resounded before everyone.

Almost simultaneously, the monsters' frenzied attacks noticeably weakened.

If asked whether using magic that strains the lower back by standing back to back would actually be effective, then...
The answer is clearly no.

So at this moment, both old men, Doug and Xilin, were kneeling on the ground, pounding their fists on the ground, trying to distract themselves from the tearing pain coming from their waists.

The two people raised their heads slightly and looked at the spot a little further away where the two blood-red judges had fallen.

Then, their movements gradually stopped.

Amidst the unavoidable gasps and exclamations that arose within the formation, many present witnessed a scene that caused them physical discomfort.

The two blood-red Arbiters who were shot down from the sky were smashed into a pile of minced meat.

What's even stranger is that their seemingly sturdy armor was also smashed into a muddy mess.

For a moment, looking at the pool of red on the ground, no one could tell whether it was formed from the body of the Crimson Arbiter or from their armor.

Even though some students encountered "war" that was out of place in this peaceful era for two consecutive semesters, unlike when they were slaying monsters, seeing their usually kind and benevolent teachers brutally beat their opponents into two puddles still deeply shocked them.

However, before some kind-hearted students with inappropriate intentions could express their reluctance, the situation was brought to a head.

Suddenly, the two pools of flesh, which had been like stagnant water, began to wriggle.

As they watched the moving pulp, Professor Doug and Professor Sirin, who were slowly standing up while supporting their backs, both wore solemn expressions.

"It seems we're in trouble."

"Indeed, that temple is the greatest heresy!"

In the sky, the last Crimson Arbiter sprouted a pair of blood-red fleshy wings from his back and drifted down. As he landed on the ground, the two pools of red flesh were reshaped into two "Crimson Arbiters" clad in crimson armor.

While Cecilia and her companions encountered three Crimson Arbiters.

Miriam, Adela, and Meme also encountered a Crimson Arbiter blocking their way.

They were being attacked by monsters when suddenly they saw a sharp light that sliced ​​a monster about the size of a bull in two.

Although the blood-red Arbiter, fully armored, looked ominous and even seemed devoid of life.

However, Miriam still subconsciously thanked the other party.

If Adela hadn't pulled Miriam back in time, the Crimson Arbiter's next merciless slash with his longsword would likely have struck Miriam directly.

After realizing that the other party had ill intentions, the three engaged in battle with the Crimson Arbiter.

Adela and Meme had clearly received specialized combat training, but they didn't have much practical combat experience.

In comparison, Miriam, who had trained with the adventure team for a period of time, seemed more suited to actual combat.

Fortunately, the Crimson Arbiter himself was not very strong, and after a hard-fought battle, the three of them still managed to win.

Finally, Adela and Miriam witnessed Meme, with her imposing frame, scoop up the Crimson Arbiter and deliver a clean, arch-shaped back throw, utterly smashing the Crimson Arbiter into a bloody pulp.

"Hoo hoo. This."

"sky"

Having expended considerable energy in the battle, Miriam and Adela, panting heavily, stared in disbelief at the scene before them.

Meimei, who simply sat down on the ground after releasing her limp opponent, was clearly the most astonished one.

"How...how could this be!"

"careful!"

While Mei Mei was still in shock, the first person to notice something was wrong was Miriam.

He keenly noticed some fragments of flesh and blood quietly clinging to Meimei's body and wriggling.

But his timely reminder made Meimei's reaction much slower.

Suddenly, Mei Mei let out a furious roar. With her veins bulging and her eyes completely black, she took a step forward, stretched out her hands, grabbed Adela and Miriam by the neck with one hand each, and lifted them up.

In the moment of her berserk state, Meme's explosive power was astonishing. Even Miriam was unable to react at all.

Lifted up, Adela instinctively kicked her arms and tried her best to break free from Meme's restraints. Meanwhile, Miriam gripped his wand tightly, maintaining a semblance of composure, choosing to place his hopes on his magic.

As Mei Mei's grip tightened like an iron clamp, Adela completely lost consciousness.

Before her consciousness completely faded, Miriam used her last bit of willpower to unleash fire magic on Meme.

Meimei, a girl who grew up eating something unknown, has a body that is as sturdy as armor. Even when struck by fire magic, she doesn't seem to suffer much damage.

But the flames spread and scorched the bloody flesh clinging to her body.

In an instant, Meimei let out a painful howl and flung Miriam far away.

Although she has temporarily broken free from the constraints, Miriam is still in dire straits.

As Mei Mei frantically flailed her arms, the mass of flesh behind her began to reform into the form of the Crimson Arbiter.

Just as the Crimson Arbiter took shape and drew his longsword once more, Miriam was in grave danger.

Sudden changes occur.

A thunderbolt suddenly struck down from the sky.

Along with the lightning bolt, a figure descended upon the battlefield with lightning speed, swiftly cleaving the Crimson Arbiter in two with his longsword.

Furthermore, knowing full well that the Crimson Arbiter would be reborn, he used intense lightning and fire to instantly reduce the Crimson Arbiter to ashes.

Everything really happened in the blink of an eye.

One second ago, the crimson Arbiter was brandishing his long sword and glaring menacingly; the next second, he turned into black ash, unable to regenerate.

As he casually electrocuted the crazed Meimei, the hood of his robe slipped off as he appeared alongside the lightning bolt.

However, his identity remained hidden. A tight white bandage was clearly visible around his head. Except for a small opening around his right eye, the bandage was so tight that it didn't even leave a breathing hole. Furthermore, the bandages extended to the mysterious man's entire body, even wrapping around his sword-wielding hand.

Normally, when someone is hidden to this extent, it would be impossible for them to be identified.

However, not far away, as Miriam's vision blurred and his consciousness faded, the mysterious figure in his field of vision completely overlapped with the figure he had been thinking about all these years.

"Miriam"

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The mysterious bandaged man turned to look at the unconscious Miriam and paused for a moment.

(End of this chapter)