Looking at the figure standing in the pouring rain, Eleazar sucked in a cold breath.
"What the hell!"
He rushed over to her and held the umbrella over her head.
A pair of reddened eyes lifted.
"... Didn't we agree to meet here at noon?"
Eleazar was momentarily speechless, and could only reluctantly return, "Sorry about that, I had a sudden thing..."
"But a pact, is a pact..."
Lips pale from the rain moved slightly, "Hate you the most..."
With that said, Evelea turned away with her head down.
Seems like he's really upset her this time?
Eleazar stands silent for a moment.
By all rights, this should have been a good opportunity to get rid of the witch's pestering.
But why, in his own heart, was there some reluctance?
"A witch, that is, a lie."
"She's just using you in digesting the magic potion, don't fall for it..."
Eleazar kept exhorting to himself.
The legs, however, went after him uncontrollably.
"Hey! You wait!"
Quickly catching up with the figure wandering in the rain, Eleazar wrenched her body back.
"Can't you give me a chance to apologize?"
The moment his palm touched the other's body, he realized that her body temperature seemed a bit abnormal.
It's like an ordinary person who gets wet and catches a cold and starts a high fever.
Do witches get sick too?
Eleazar quickly tested her forehead again with his hand, only to realize that it had rolled up to a very scary temperature!
A conservative estimate is something like 7-80°, and an ordinary person would have been brain dead.
Do Transcendents have to be beyond normal even when they're sick?
After taking the magic potion, Eleazar never got sick again, and he had no idea how much the symptoms would affect them.
And it was at this point that he realized that the rope of fate that connected them had long been broken.
"Did I cause this?"
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, okay."
Eleazar held the weakened witch up and glanced around hesitantly.
This status of hers completely deters herself from seeking the help of an herbalist.
And he had absolutely no idea what to do to cure the diseases of the transcendentals, so he could only place them first and then slowly figure out what to do.
But where is the right place now...
Dormitory building?
The club room?
Or is it a small hotel outside?
On second thought, Eleazar would have to take a chance and take her back to her chambers.
Along the way, she kept struggling.
"Let go of me~"
"Hate you~"
"Don't want to care about you~"
Eleazar slowly pulled his face down, "Shut up and be quiet if you don't want to die!"
I don't know if I was startled by the words, but the witch did quiet down.
But just then, an uninvited guest came around from behind a large tree.
"That's a statement I can't pretend I didn't hear."
It was a slender boy, holding a long umbrella, dressed smartly and with a sharp gaze.
"Classmate, I advise you to let go of her, or you will surely suffer for your evil deeds!"
"..."
Eleazar looked at the man with an odd expression on his face, then looked down at the witch in his arms and asked, "Your friend?"
Evelea shook her head back and forth.
After feeling the other party's aura, his face changed slightly.
This air of justice struck him a little.
This campus is not too big, not too small, and the thirteen Transcendents that were found in the first place have finally met another one.
Thinking about the wording, Eleazar said slowly, "Mr. Knight Full of Justice, I think you've misunderstood."
A veiled knock on the other man's identity, intended to scare him off.
There were few Transcendents who wouldn't panic when they were identified, but today, Eleazar saw one.
"You need no sophistry!"
The boy put away his umbrella and slowly pointed forward with his slender body on its side.
A sharp aura emanated everywhere, and even the rain falling from the sky was affected, magically avoiding to the sides.
This is... A jab start?
So bossy?
A word to the wise?
Eleazar takes a step to the left, but realizes his opponent has a firm lock on him.
"I'm going to count to three, and if you don't let go of her, I'll be damned!"
"One!"
Eleazar glanced at the woman in his arms who was secretly snickering.
"It makes you feel good to be jealous of someone else for you, doesn't it?"
"Two!"
The sharpness slowly condensed, seeing that it was about to stab out in the next second.
"Hey, that guy is going to stab me with an umbrella!"
Seeing that the third voice was about to be shouted, Evelea then raised her head and said lazily, "Honey, let's go back quickly, it's cold~"
Eleazar got goosebumps all of a sudden.
As for that knight-errant, his solidified breath collapsed on the spot, and he was drenched in rainwater.
He blushed a little in disbelief.
"Ma'am... If you're threatened, just blink..."
"Haha... Cough cough..."
Evelea couldn't hold back her laughter any longer before coughing repeatedly.
Eleazar pressed her head back down and gave the man a faint look.
"As you can see, my friend is very unwell at the moment and I'm sorry to have to take her back now."
He felt like a clown all of a sudden, and with a face full of wood, he opened his umbrella.
Eleazar glanced at him and set off again.
Evelea slumped into his arms and asked in a muffled voice, "Where are you taking me~"
"Quiet, you'll see later."
It wasn't long before they came to the downstairs of the boys' dormitory...
"Hey!"
An umbrella was once again placed across his body.
The knight-errant was filled with anger, "I've never heard of one that would send a patient to a place like this."
Evelea raised her head at the sound of the voice and glanced at the place, and at once her body seemed to become even hotter, and as she shrank her head back sheepishly, she did not forget to spit at the man, "None of your business, meddling in the affairs of others!"
"Snap!"
The boy was so struck on the spot that his face went a shade of red and white, and he couldn't even hold his umbrella.
"Ridiculous, unashamed, abominable!!!"
He picked up his umbrella and left indignantly.
Eleazar, who hadn't said anything, opened and closed his mouth.
"Why do you have to be so hurtful..."
"What about you hurting me?"
"Fine, I'll stop talking."
Eleazar glumly walks downstairs, looks around, and then kind of painfully spills a handful of a rather large amount of glitter.
"Huh, what's this, fun~"
"Quiet, it'll be noticed!"
The two of them, who were hidden from view, slowly returned to the 404 dormitory after eliminating the water vapor dripping from their bodies.
"Gee, why do you get one room to yourself!"
"Don't you show yourself yet."
Eleazar opened the closet and found a random set of clean clothes and a towel before dragging her out the door again.
"Go!"
"Where to?"
"Take a hot shower and change out of your clothes while you're at it."
"Eh!?"
They then completed this epic achievement rather thrillingly.
On the way Eleazar had been scanning the surroundings with his senses, fearing that a transcendent who could see through stealth might suddenly appear, but thankfully in the end none of this horrible accident had happened.
"Your clothes are so big~"
Evelea, in her baggy shirt, sat on her knees like a duck on the bed, fluttering her long sleeves.
Unlocking the door, Eleazar came over to the bed and pushed her under the covers.
"Get in there and lie down!"
Then with a bit of a headache, he held his forehead and flipped through the magic guide book on the table.