Fifty-eight Academic Contributions

The classroom in Class B, Grade B, Grade 1 of Magic Department, is just an ordinary classroom, but now it has been transformed into a small café-like shop.

The store door is decorated with colorful ornaments, which is a cute outfit that suits the girl style that is working inside. The young female students are wearing fluffy and cute skirts, dancing like colorful butterflies in every corner of the cafe. They are either pasta or egg rice in their hands, but there is no doubt that they are all cute things.

And among these busy colorful butterflies, there is a pink existence with a ray of light of hard work.

"First... sir, what do you want to write about the cute egg bread rice you ordered?" Madoka asked the guest sitting in front of him who was taking photos with a magic instrument. This was the first time he did it. His face was a bit unnatural, but the cheeks that were slightly red from shyness turned this disadvantage into an advantage.

“…If the skirt is shorter?”

"Eh? Sir?" But the uncle in front of him seemed to be fascinated by him and did not answer what he said at all.

"Ah, ah, just write 'Master's favorite'?" The uncle, who was completely attracted by the shooting, came to his senses only when Madoka asked the second time.

The embarrassing words made Madoka's face even more red - how could such a thing be written!

"But...but, we are the Magic Girl Cafe, not the Maid Cafe? Master or something..."

"Hey? Isn't it okay to write anything in a cute and magical girl?" As if the words were just to tease the cute magic girl, the guest did not put down the magical instruments in his hand during the conversation, but instead watched more attentively.

"Although this is true..." Unable to scratch the guest, Madoka had to write a sentence on the fried golden egg rice, which made her blush and beat her heart as he said.

The egg bread rice that does not have cute girls who write things with tomato sauce can only be ordinary egg bread rice even if it is cooked well! However, once this kind of thing is added, even if it is a piece of scorched due to natural dementia, it is enough to make people feel grateful to eat it!

Yes, that's another purpose for most guests to come here - even if no girls like them, you can enjoy cute bentoes made by cute girls by themselves here!

Of course, it would be even better if there was still a feeding service in the maid cafe, but unfortunately, if you make such a maid request in the magic girl cafe, you will be fed the next slb... right?

Looking at the guest uncle who was happily enjoying the egg-bread rice, Madoka, who left in a hurry due to embarrassment, breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that it is not very difficult. I seem to be one step closer to the magic girl like her. One day, I will become like her, shining with light...

In this not-so-large cafe, there is an empty seat, which is no different from other empty seats. However, for Madoka, it is a place that is always separated from the person in his heart. The white cat and the black monster it summoned were handed over to the City Guard according to the procedure, but no progress was received from the City Guard - as if the perpetrators were not the object they could restrain.

Madoka stopped in this empty space. Although this was a place where she lost her important person forever, she did not feel too sad. Tears were not what the deceased wanted to see. Just as the senior sister helped herself up on the day of school, it was for herself, she could help herself up and stand up again...

So since this existence has disappeared, then don’t fall down again! It seems that this is the last place that can connect the other person who is out of reach, Madoka sat in this empty space.

Senior sister, are you in heaven?

The college festival that senior sister has been looking forward to has finally begun! It is indeed as happy and lively as you said before. Although some uncles have been photographed by them in the Magic Girl Cafe, it is also very happy to see someone appreciate it!

However, if the senior sister is not here, there are still many things that cannot be done well... But even if you are not here, I have been working hard.

OK! Let’s work hard together with the senior sister!

It seemed as if the voice in his heart had been conveyed to the other party. Madoka, who felt the sudden power, stood up - if he continued, he would definitely become a perfect magical girl like his senior sister!

At the same time, footsteps came from the door. It should be a guest, right? Madoka thought, but at this time the waiter closest to the door was only his own, and it seemed that he had to do it himself.

Madoka tried hard to squeeze out his most perfect smile and opened the door.

“Welcome to…”

A girl slightly taller than Madoka stood outside the door, her blond hair as dazzling as the sun, tied to her shoulders and gently curled her pupils, the same color as her favorite mayonnaise. At this time, she was wearing a pink fluffy magical girl outfit, and she was shining inside her golden pupils, with a hard smile aimed at chasing the master of these eyes.

"Study...school sister." Madoka murmured, the person who cherished him appeared in front of him again, as if it was a perfect thing that only appeared in a dream... But now it is undoubtedly reality.

The person in front of him was still watching him gently as ever, but at the same time as his gentle eyes, there was a strong and nauseating smell of blood.

At this time, Banami, wearing a cute magical girl costume, completely made Madoka feel cute. She was soaked in blood all over her body, as if she was Shura who slaughtered her life all the way, but such Shura gave off the gentle gaze she had been working hard for.

"What's going on?" The strange scene at this time made Madoka's throat dry.

"Madoka, it's really an amazing smile..." Banami, who was covered in blood, smiled gently, just as the first time they did, making Madoka's heart peaceful, and she continued: "But, I finally saw you, if there is someone who can stop me..."

"Anyway, get down!"

Although I didn't know what was going on, Madoka still quickly lay on the ground as her senior sister said.

With a light wave, countless rifles began to condense, and the gorgeous ice crystals emitted a colorful luster, and even Madoka lies down to sense it.

"Senior sister is serious. What's going on?" Feeling the crazy surge of magic around her, Madoka thought in shock.

While Banami began to release magic, the scene was also discovered by the customers and magic girl waiters in the store. Although they didn't know why the senior sister he had known suddenly appeared here again, this unconcealed attack was enough to subconsciously open their respective magic barriers.

However, Madoka knew that they were futile. Although the senior sister's spell was classified as the ice system, the attack released was without any false light attributes. And the most terrifying thing was that while the amazing penetration force brought by the high speed of the light system, the senior sister also added an additional "dispelling" characteristic of the advanced light system magic to this light system attack!

It can be said that the senior sister's talent in the Light Department is enough to become the most dazzling new star in the temple's seminary...

Therefore, in the face of such an attack, the same level of magic barrier can be said to be no different from a piece of paper, because it only takes a moment to disperse. The only way to avoid it is to dodge it closely to the closest distance of the caster before the magic is activated, so that it is possible to survive only if it is completely out of the range of the magic...

So... the senior sister asked herself to lie down instead of blocking her!

After a series of frequent loading sounds, the gunshots that were so dense that Madoka's ears were numb - each sound was a powerful attack.

The smell of blood was stronger than before. If the source of this smell came from the clothes of the senior sister in front of me, then at this time, it would be the smell of death that was permeated in the entire store.

"Why?" Even without looking back, Madoka understood the tragic situation in the store behind him... How could ordinary students and guests survive such a dense and destructive attack?!

The person who attacked was right in front of her, how could she keep her gentle eyes and do such a tragic thing?

"Do you understand? Beyond me, Madoka!" Banami looked at the school girl in front of her and said softly. At the beginning, she was still panicked because of this, but now the matter has developed, and her hands are covered in blood, she finally realized that this is no longer something that can be solved by panic. Compared to being alone in her heart, it is better to find a solution to all this.

Although I don’t know what principle the deceased was summoned from the other side of the Santu River, as one of the products contained in the magic, she also had some understanding of the magic that summoned herself. Since she had something to summon herself, she must have something to make herself sleep forever. If she really wanted to say that there was someone who could stop her, then there would definitely be only the one in front of her...

"Don't you understand yet? Madoka is no longer the time to keep kneeling on the ground and muttering to himself!" Banami's voice began to become serious. She knew very well what the power of the battle once the spell she held was completed. This is a skill that even mentors who had a much higher level than her must face with caution.

I am now stronger than I was in my lifetime!

Countless rifles started again with a chilling sound in their hearts... and this time, only one girl kneeling on the ground was about to accept the verdict of these death guns.

"I don't understand... Senior sister." Looking at the guns that began to aim at him, Madoka murmured.

Originally, there were no scattered people for this festival that everyone in the city could participate in, but at this time, there was undoubtedly a group of people who should not have appeared here, or they didn't know whether they belonged to creatures.

It can be seen that all of them are the people who have lived in this city that everyone is familiar with, but at this time they seem to be controlled by something. They may also know each other in front of each other, waving the weapons in their hands mercilessly... At this time, the greatest emotions of human beings were destroyed.

At the beginning of the incident, a student selling fish eggs handed out the fish eggs from a guy who seemed to be a customer in front of him, but was finally cut by the other party for no reason. With this sudden development, even Rorona, who was eating beef pills at the stall next to her, would have had no time to react. If this student selling fish eggs had not been famous in the senior year, she would have had a chance. Moreover, the attacker did not seem to be strong, I am afraid that the fish egg guy would have been buried under the knife.

Such things are also constantly appearing in other parts of the city. They do not seem to be organized consciously with each other. They seem to have the same purpose of killing, and at the same time they act in a group. In short, suddenly, there are invaders with pure killing at various locations in the city.

"Let's fire!" The person who made the order was the student who sold sausage. Although fame was something that could not be seen clearly and touched, this thing would have its effect in such an urgent moment. At least at this time, the juniors who spontaneously organized around could at least obey his organization as seniors.

Responding to his order were a large group of juniors behind him wearing aprons, selling cakes, or just setting up goldfish stalls.

Although the sudden attack from this strange man caused a certain degree of death and injury, this place is a place for the academy festival. Even an ordinary sausage-selling student on the street is likely to have high combat power in the senior year. At the same time, the city's defense forces began to mobilize to rush to various places.

Even if the monsters who attacked were warriors or magicians, the benefits received began to become minimal when the students and the audience began to resist in an organized manner. However, this was only within the scope of the academy. I don’t know what the scene would be like if it were elsewhere in the city. Not every area has gathered so many resistant combat power like the academy at this time.

Either fireballs, ice arrows, wind blades, all the magic of each system was driven forward and gathered into a crowd of "invaders" people. The practical field practice that the academy usually advocated finally worked at this time. In this emergency, even if there is no tutor, the students can still organize resistance in time.

Even if it is just low-level magic, such as the small fireball and the small wind blade, the target of the attack is not a big magician. It can be said that it is of a level of magnitude with these students. Therefore, in this organized large-scale attack, the "invader" in front was immediately hit by half.

Although this is the case, the students of the academy who attacked did not have any happy expressions, or even if the organized side now has the advantage, it is obvious that they can only retreat in front of such enemies - the bodies of the "invaders" burned by the fireball are reborn in the ashes, and the broken limbs torn by the wind blades are turned into dust on the ground, and the dust in the air gathers here at the broken arm to restore them to their complete limbs.

It is completely beyond everyone's cognition, and it is like an illusion that cannot be killed, but unlike an illusion, the other party has real attack ability.

Even if you can knock it down again and again now, the magic power of human beings will always be exhausted, and the attack on it will not work at all. Even if the body completely disappears, it will be reborn in different ways. However, the reborn opponent will still make merciless attacks on it!

But...even if there is no way, all we can do now is to resist! Tsk... It is obvious that we have an advantage in terms of number of people! The student who just made the "fire" order, and the student who was still selling sausages before thought.

"Prepare for the second wave of attack!" He raised his hand again.

He didn't know what the other areas of the academy sacrifice had turned into at this time, but at least, letting more people in Area C survive was what he had to do now. If it had turned into an offensive and defensive battle, then he was the general who led everyone around him.

"Open fire!!"

But it is precisely in this kind of life-and-death deed that there are still two uncoordinated sounds of chewing food - it is Rorona and Simo...

Although the "invaders" in front of you look at them are like truly immortal creatures, Rorona does not think that these "invaders" with only intermediate level average strength will cause such a slight damage to themselves. The crisis is only for ordinary people!

As for this, Simo around her is the same. Although she wants to help, Rorona finds that she doesn’t seem to have any effective way to deal with these undead people except for self-protection - after all, burning it to ashes can be reborn like the Magi Buu, right?

"Lord Rolorina, please go up and knock them down!" But unexpectedly, his behavior of hiding fell into the eyes of an alchemy student who recognized him and was also enjoying the festival in Area C.

"Young man, the holy sword representing peace can only be pulled out when it is really right! A hero is not a hero, but the times have turned him into a hero!" Putting down the small bowl with beef balls in his hand, Rorona stopped the chopsticks and said heavily to the student beside him.

At this moment, she seemed to be the great sage who in the legend guided the Knight King, Atolis, to draw out the holy sword.

"Ha?" Rorona's words made the primary school student a little confused: "Although I don't understand it very much, Lord Rorolena means that it is not the time for you to take action, and you are looking for the opportunity to kill with one blow, right?" He asked with a smile on his face.

This... Although I just kept hiding in the corner of the crowd because I didn't want the beef balls in the bowl to cool down, it was indeed not the time for me to take action now. Rorona thought for a while and nodded vigorously: "Young man! You understand this, it's great!"

"It's worthy of being Lord Rolorina!" With Rolorina's affirmation, the primary student of the alchemy department was no longer afraid of the undead who rushed forward with the blade waving again - because, in his opinion, Lord Rolorina would definitely have a way! After all, level 7 monsters can only drink hatred in her hands, right?

This student was not in the same class as Rorona, and did not know what happened last time, nor did he know that the legend of Lord Rorona, who had become a solo fight and killed three-level seven-level monsters after being exaggerated by countless alchemy classmates, was just to make the last blow on a dying level six-level monster...

"But it looks familiar..." Rorona said to herself while knocking on her feet and eating beef balls leisurely.

"What's wrong? Lord Rolorina! Have you found a way to completely eliminate them?"

"No, I mean I always feel like... has become the strange progress of the academy's apocalypse."

After Rorona finished speaking, the students' second magic attack once again issued a target to the undead who rushed towards the fearless undead...
Chapter completed!