The brave Simmel wants to resign

Buzz! ——————————

The moment Simmel appeared, Gojo Satoru had no time to make any move.

After receiving the attack, the opponent did not pause at all, cutting through the dust and arriving in an instant, and then made an attack stance.

For Simmel himself—

These are all instincts.

It was at this time that he learned the effects of his technique.

By summoning the silver cross, you can unlock four locations.

You can actively choose one of them and trigger [Spell Effect 1]

[Left position]

The land to the left.

It is possible to connect the soul of the [Warrior] with Simmel.

The direct effect is:

[Strength increases by one level and grants a "+", Endurance increases by one level and grants two "+"s, Dexterity grants one "+".]

In other words.

Simmel's current panel is as follows:

Attributes:

Strength: A++

Durability: A++

Agile: A++

Magic: E

Luck: EX

I was so scared I cried.

The blank board's attributes are maxed out to the point of being difficult to observe.

In addition to the above, the effects are...

[Bestowing upon the warrior Azer martial arts and Noble Phantasms]

Grip the sword hilt with both hands.

His body was slightly bent like a bowstring, while the sword was raised high.

A long exhale—

"Sky Strike!!!"

A blinding white light followed the path of the sword as it cut downwards—

Until it hits the ground.

boom----------!!!

A pillar of light that reaches the heavens and the earth.

As light expands, it compresses the air in front of it, forming a highly dense compressed layer at the edges.

The pressure suddenly shifted, causing it to expand wildly outwards.

It was as if a tactical nuclear weapon had been detonated out of thin air; the entire High School of Spellcasting trembled, and the sensation was like a magnitude 6 earthquake.

If it weren't for the fact that the people of Liben are so good at building earthquake-resistant houses, they probably wouldn't even be able to stand up right now.

Even so, after this attack, everyone alive in the entire college woke up.

No, most people had already woken up while the two were running and fighting.

Witnessing the effects of the Sky Strike, my mind went blank, and I subconsciously swallowed.

Higher vocational college.

Fourth floor of the teaching building.

Standing in the third-year classroom, Masamichi Nocturna gazed into the distance, then closed his eyes and clasped his hands together in front of his chest.

boom.

He lay down with the back of his head on the ground and fell into a baby-like sleep.

Higher vocational college.

Dormitory area.

Finally having a little time to rest, Shoko propped her chin up with her hand, smacked her lips, and looked out the window.

A new monster has arrived.

Meanwhile, the Kaba sisters, who had just woken up, were also watching with great interest through the window. When they saw the pillar of light from the Sky Strike, they, as Masters, seemed to sense that it was Simmel's attack, and excitedly jumped up on their tiptoes.

"Handsome! Simmel is handsome!"

.........................

..........

In the center of the now-dormant battlefield, the distance between the two sides is less than five meters.

Simmel and Gojo Satoru stared at each other at such close range.

But in the middle, a colorful, insect-shaped 'creature' separated the two.

"Stop, quick!"

At that moment, Xia Youjie, who had just gotten out of bed and was forced to 'break' his body by the shock, stood between the two with an unfriendly expression.

He was the only one in the college who had the qualifications and ability to stop the two of them.

Even so, if the two of them really got into a fight, Xia Youjie would only feel a headache coming on.

Fortunately, the situation wasn't that critical.

"Why did you choose to strike me from the side?"

Gojo Satoru stood up straight, glanced sideways at his side, and asked Simmel a question.

The land beneath my feet is still relatively intact, but it has been carbonized and loosened, and a narrow gap more than a kilometer long has appeared beside my feet.

The depth... is unclear; the crack is entirely the color of molten lava.

"If it weren't for the lack of any bottom line, I probably wouldn't be able to accept something like this," Gojo Satoru thought to himself.

"Isn't this a surgical procedure test?"

Simmel, on the other hand, naturally sheathed her sword, a hint of joy on her face.

He was also quite intrigued by his own technique, never expecting to be able to use his own Hero's Sword to unleash [Flash Strike], something that Simmel's power would have been impossible to achieve otherwise.

The Heroic Spirit panel given by the goddess is so useful.

Aize, we two are really strong!

"Cut~"

Gojo Satoru remembered his apparent purpose; he couldn't very well say that he was just itching to fight someone.

Indeed.

The purpose of the test was to ensure the controllability of Simmel.

The Sky Strike can destroy mountains, but even so...

(It doesn't matter.)

Gojo Satoru's limitless technique of stillness is largely unrelated to the degree of damage caused by the opponent, and depends more on compatibility.

If the compatibility is not right, even a strike capable of shattering a mountain would not be able to kill Gojo Satoru's technique.

Once it was determined that Simmel was a simple numerical being, the other party became 'controllable'.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru scratched his head.

"You've passed."

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Simmel and Gojo Satoru fought a fierce battle.

But on the other hand, things are really bad for the Moth's side.

"Yes Yes Yes."

"I understand."

"I will submit the report properly later."

"Yes, yes, you're right."

His broad back muscles gave people a sense of security, like a city wall. Wearing a black tracksuit, the bear-like teacher, Yoga Masamichi, faced the blackboard with his back to the two people behind him, constantly nodding and bowing.

The two people behind him, one with white hair and the other with blue hair.

The handsome young man with white hair was sitting on his desk with his legs crossed, his hands behind his head, leaning back, and the chair was rocking back and forth with only his feet touching the ground.

The blue-haired one sat in his seat, his face clearly that of a young boy, yet he appeared kind and gentle, his hands resting obediently on his knees.

When Moth Masakado finished his call and turned around, this was the scene he saw.

"......"

He first opened his mouth slightly and looked at Gojo Satoru with an indescribable expression.

"Enlightenment".

"Ok?"

"Seeing me like this, is there anything you want to say?"