34 There Are Times When A Mob Has to Ac (1/2)

Confirming that there is no longer anyone left in the classroom, I pound my chest with my fist.

”Move! Move!”

Again and again, I pound my chest, forcefully trying to restart my breathing.

”MooooOOOVVVEEEE!!”

Then, finally.

”Geho, goho, goho!”

It worked.

My heart, which had stopped, successfully restarts.

Mob-Style Secret Technique: '10 Minute Heart Break Mob'

It is a secret technique that allows the user to maintain an abnormally long period of cardiac arrest without suffering any after effects by using minute amounts of magic to maintain blood circulation to the brain.

This technique is super risky, such that even a single mistake would guarantee death, but there are times when a mob has to act, even with his life on the line.

Today was such a time. That's all there is to that.

”Opletely seal off my wound, and it would also be bad if someone looks at it afterwards. Recovering to the point where it won't negatively affect my movement is good enough.

Then I can just go with the 'by some stroke of luck, I managed to hang on to life' excuse.

”Yokkorase.”

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(T/N: In Japanese, people (more so for older people) sometimes say something meaningless when standing up, sort of as an expression of the effort. Yokkorasho, yokkorase,yokkoisho, and several other variations.)

I stand up while confirming my physical and magical status. I wipe off the blood on my face, and fix my messed up uniform.

A refreshing afternoon wind blows in through the window, causing the white curtains to billow.

Along with the curtains' movements, the strong sunlight and dark shadows change shape accordingly.

Fallen chairs. Disorganized desks. Broken door. And the blood on the ground. All of this speaks of the fact that normalcy has been broken.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

”Let's go then.”

Exiting the classroom, I proceed down the empty hallway.

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Sherry Barnett was so engrossed with deciphering the artifact that she was late in noticing the commotion.

”This is...”

She peers closely at the artifact in her hands.

Her pink eyes narrow slightly, as if she has noticed something.

”No way... how could this be...”

Even though her eyes are focused on the artifact, the pen in her hand is still moving furiously.

The nearby tumult is not even being registered in her brain.

Both the sounds of explosions and footsteps in the hallway, everything is outside the realm of her consciousness.

”What's happening?!”

”The academy is under attack!”

”If we can't use magic, then we can't move around carelessly.”

Even the two knights' conversation is not entering her ears.

”How could this... how could this...!”

That's how concentrated she is on the artifact.

Even normally, she often gets so concentrated on her research that she doesn't notice her surroundings, but it's never been to this level. This artifact has something of great importance that has so thoroughly grabbed all of her attention.

Her quill pen continues moving, with scratching sounds.

Her pink eyes are only a step away from the truth hidden in the artifact.

But at that moment.

Abruptly, the windows shatter, and a single man wearing black jumps into the room.

One of the glass fragments lightly graze Sherry's cheek.

”Ow...!?”

”Who are you!”

The two knights bring up their swords.

Due to the pain on her cheek, Sherry finally notices her current situation.

”Eh? Eh?”

Clutching the artifact to her chest, Sherry dives underneath a desk.

When she lightly rubs her cheek, some blood is left on her hand.

”We are, um, Shadow Garden. Wait, was it Shadow Guardian? Ah, whatever. I am Lex, Lex the Treacherous Player. You all can call me Lex-sama.”