The Reincarnated Saint Aims For The Friendship End!

Hand in hand with Carol we walk near the clock tower.

…….

Huh?

An X mark is drawn with paint on the road.

I visually measured the distance between the X mark and the clock tower.

“What’s wrong, Makoto?”

“Oh, I thought Emile’s formation was strange. This was supposed to be where they attacked the carriage.”

Carol also looked at the X on the street and the roof of the clock tower.

“If it’s here, it feels like they could shoot down at Serviche-sensei’s carriage.”

“If you come this far, you can expect a deadly attack from the roof of the clock tower with a bowgun and a shortbow. You can’t run away or hide, and in the end, the carriage will be like a hedgehog full of quills.”

“We’re lucky that we didn’t get in Sensei’s carriage.”

Even if you get out of the carriage, there are soldiers halfway up the clock tower, so you can’t easily attack Emile on the roof.

I’m glad I didn’t get attacked here.

Barriers are unreliable against bowgun bolts.

Thank goodness for the raggedness of Serviche-sensei’s carriage.

The road from the Lyle family faces the moat, so they gather at the foot of the clock tower.

As expected of a long-range sniper type, choose a good location.

Well, unless the opponent runs up with Barriers as a staircase.

If it’s a common-sense opponent, Emile is indeed a threat level S.

Emile was waiting for us in a deadly carriage-ambush formation, but since we came on foot, he must have switched to super-long-range sniping.

Dulcie’s devotion prevented the bolt that was aimed at me.

I thought it was a loose formation, but it wasn’t.

Well, Emile’s men are no problem because I beat him and them.

They’ll be fine until their eyes heal.

Now that I understand his strategy, I take Carol’s hand and resume our stroll.

If you stroll around, you will be at the school in no time.

I did my shopping yesterday.

“Are you doing alchemy again today, Carol?” I said.

“Yeah, I have to do it for today,” Carol said.

My wife is a hard worker.

I’m not diligent, what should I do?

I split up with Carol, who was heading to the girls’ dormitory and headed for the assembly building instead.

When I opened the door to room 155, I found Curtis-onii-chan and a good-looking young lady inside.

“Curtis, hello,” I said.

“Oh, you’ve come, Makoto?” Curtis asked.

The good-looking lady smiled and bowed her head.

Who is this?

“This lady is Marilyn Gogol, a talent I pulled out of Potty’s Faction.”

“No, that’s too much, Curtis-sama.” Marilyn complained.

Ah, come to think of it, she’s the sturdy-looking lady standing around the pond that I used as a stepping stone.

She is not what comes to mind with the name “Marilyn.”

“Gogol-sama, I’m Makoto Kimball, the leader of the faction,” I said.

“Please call me Marilyn, Kimball-sama.”

“Marilyn-san, then call me Makoto, too.”

“Makoto-sama, I’m from a hostile faction, but I hope we get along well. I’m good at socializing and embroidery.”

Even though she’s huge, her hobby is a maiden’s.

“Hello, ah, Marilyn!!”

“Maa, maa, Melissa-chan!!”

Melissa-san came to the meeting room, found Marilyn, and hugged her as if she were jumping in.

“Marilyn, you’ve also joined the Saint’s Faction, I’m so happy.”

“Melissa-chan seems to be familiar with them, so I thought it was good.”

The two hugged each other and rejoiced.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t object to throwing you in the pond,” Marilyn said.

“No, Marilyn, you were weak, so it can’t be helped, and I don’t hold a grudge,” Melissa said.

“Gusun,” Marilyn sniffed, “I’m glad you said that, I was trying to grab a stick to help pull you out later, but I was saved by the Seijo-sama’s help.”

Are you weak, Marilyn?

You don’t seem like a bad girl.

Or rather, what was she thinking when she came to shove Marilyn, Curtis-onii-chan?

“Why are you making that face again, Makoto?” Curtis asked.

“What’s this again?”

“Because Marilyn is a talent,” Curtis said.

“Maa, I’m embarrassed, Curtis-sama,” Marilyn said.

“What talent?”

“If you polish Marilyn, she can become the best female knight in the kingdom.”

“””…”””

Silence covered the meeting room.

“I, I, um, I’ve never done martial arts, my dream is to be a bride, and, well, um, not to be a female knight,” Marilyn said.

“Don’t worry, I will guarantee your talent. You are definitely suited for martial arts,” Curtis said.

“That, that can’t be, Curtis-sama,” Marilyn said.

Curtis-onii-chan is acting unreasonably.

Are you a sports manga coach from a long time ago?

“Come on, Marilyn, let’s go to Browright’s townhouse, and I’ll choose the armor and weapons that suit you.”

“We-We can’t, Curtis-sama, you’re so pushy.”

Curtis-onii-chan is about to leave the assembly room, taking Marilyn’s hand.

“Is it okay if I come with you, Curtis-sama?” Melissa said.

“Umu, you should come to, Meri-Meri,” Curtis said.

“My-My name is Melissa…”

“Meri-Meri is a nickname I gave you, it’s the name of a plant monster in the Southern Dark Continent,” Curtis said.

“No way, I don’t like that kind of scary nickname,” Melissa whined.

“Don’t complain, Meri-Meri, let’s go, Marilyn,” Curtis said.

You don’t give Marilyn a nickname.

Or rather, just say her name, and if you got it wrong, stop claiming it’s a nickname, Curtis-onii-chan.