Connor had a serious expression. These previous weeks of fight were especially harsh to him due to his level. Level One magus with a Level One Familiar. Above all, he was a Rank F Student. Such students were put at the very forefront as cannon fodder, and there was nothing they could do about it. Someone had to do this job, and the weakest would always be the first in that regard.
There were already a few scars on his body, and some parts hadn't even healed well yet. As someone who participated in the first confronts, the situation was quite bloody. However, Connor still tried to keep his bright behavior to try to fend away his fear... until six days ago.
During a battle that happened in the Ofrical Region, his regiment suffered heavy casualties, including some friends he made in this place. But, above all, he got very close to dying. The only reason he didn't was because his Familiar, Tratil, sacrificed himself to save his life.
