Train Elementary Level Spell, Magic Arrow to the Absolute Limit ~The Exiled Noble Student Not Giving up, Train to Become the Strongest~

lad in metal armor from the top of its head to its toes.

No, that wasn’t right.

Precisely speaking, it was from the collarbone down to its toes.

That’s because there was nothing above its collarbone.

An undead knight with no head—

At that moment, Laura felt a chill go down her spine.

A Dullahan!

Dullahans were high-level undead; they were in a completely different league to Skeletons and Zombies and the like.

 …No way… There are even Dullahans here…!

The Dullahan seemed to have no weapons on it, only armor.
Nevertheless, its brute strength alone could tear Laura apart like paper.

Laura pointed her wand at the Dullahan.
“Magic Arrow!”

A white arrow flew at the Dullahan; however, the moment it hit the Dullahan’s armor, it simply shattered into pieces, fading away like the sparks of a firework.

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It’s no use! Nothing’s effective against it! 

A split second later, Laura turned her back to the Dullahan and ran up the stairs to reach the next floor.

Clank, clank, clank!

The Dullahan quickened its pace and chased after Laura.
Its footwork was much better than a Zombie’s.

Slowly but surely, it closed in on Laura.

It’s close—It’s on the verge of catching up with me!

After running up to the highest floor, she used her momentum and plunged into a nearby classroom.

She shut the door and activated a spell immediately after.
“Hard Rock!”

Her spell fastened the door shut, solidifying it.

Crash!

The Dullahan, which had been hot on her tail, rammed its body against the door in an attempt to break in.

The door was holding on—but it was only a matter of time before it caved in.

Panicked, Laura cast Hard Rock on the windows and other doors connected to the hallway. 

Then—

“Lighting!”

With her fingers crossed, she lit a light near a window facing the outside.

In the midst of all this turmoil, the radiance of Lighting by a window could only mean one thing.
Someone might notice her distress signal.

Somebody, please…!

Hoping for the best, Laura held her quivering hands together.

—

“Magic Arrow.”

The white arrows flew from my hand, making quick work of the Zombies.

But it would take more than that for this to end.

Upon exiting the dorm and stepping outside, I saw scores of Zombies and Skeletons roaming around the academy grounds.

“This doesn’t look very good…”

“Though it’s just a bunch of small fry.” Firvus responded in a fed-up voice as he blasted away the undead with his magic.
“…These aren’t your run-of-the-mill undead…”

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“Really?”

“Yeah.
They’re vanishing after we defeat them, right?”

That’s true.
Just as Firvus said, the undead became motionless after getting hit by our magic, then faded away like smoke.

“I’m not too well-versed in necromantic magic, but I heard there’s a way to create undead using only mana, without the use of corpses.” Firvus blew away an undead with his magic.
“Well, I’m just glad we don’t have to clean up all these corpses.

I took a look around us and saw instructors here and there fighting with their magic. 

“Where did they all come from?”

“…There should be a magic circle somewhere that’s summoning or generating them.
Although they’re all low-level undead, there’s the sheer number of them—we’ve got a pretty skilled spellcaster on our hands.
Ah, for crying out loud! This is such a pain in the ass!” yelled Firvus, defeating a Skeleton in the process.

Just then, a small-statured someone suddenly jumped in front of us and yelled, “Albert! Mr.
Firvus!”

It was none other than Flin.

She was panting and breathing heavily.
She must’ve been in a pretty big hurry.

“A little while ago, I went to the girls dormitory, but Laura wasn’t there.”

“…Laura?”

Flin nodded in response to me.
“That’s right.
The thing is… before everything went downhill, I spotted Laura studying at the library,” Flin continued in a grave tone, “…she might’ve gotten wrapped up in all the chaos…”

“That can’t be—”

I looked toward the school building.
If she got wrapped up in the chaos and was slow to get away, then fled upstairs—

My eyes spontaneously shifted upwards.

Then, I noticed something.

“Flin, Mr.
Firvus.
There’s a light on that building over there.”

Spurred on by my voice, the two looked over at where I indicated.

There was a light source by the classroom window.
It was the light of the spell Lighting.

That must’ve been a distress signal.
The person was asking for help.

“At the very least, there’s someone there.
Let’s move.”

Firvus began walking.

To make matters worse, there was a good chance that that someone was Laura.

We need to hurry!

I broke into a sprint.