Three days in the Alps went by quickly. The students struggled to protect the base camp against the incessant monster attacks, and the instructors tried their best to prevent the formation from collapsing.

Even with the students' efforts, the battle line collapsed. The Consecrated Paladin Division and Percival had to step in and handle the situation. Thanks to this, Percival earned the respect of not only the students but the instructors too, and he taught them how to lead the soldiers from time to time.

"Ahem, this is my approximate skill level." After giving the instructors a lesson, Percival came over to me while I was resting in the corner of the base camp as if showing off.

"Yes, yes, that's great. Give me your back so I can finish the adjustment,” I replied roughly and started Percival’s final adjustment.

Tristan was hiding in the woods with his presence concealed, and he ruined it.

- Aigoo, our Captain must have gotten hungry for attention in the time we haven’t seen each other. Kukuku.

"Shut up! Go scout instead!" Percival waved at Tristan's hiding place.

At that moment, the flow of mana I was adjusting was slightly disturbed.

"Don't move. The mana will flow backward." 

"…I'm sorry." Percival calmly received the adjustment...