Fate: Typemoon - My Dragon Knight

"Mark, how much further until we reach the location of that plant?"

One of the boys rubbed his swollen legs. To be honest, not many people in their Botany Department were skilled in combat. After all, breeding and research didn't require that much practical combat strength. Plus, with the Age of Gods long over, it was difficult for them to replicate plants from that era no matter how much they researched.

In the end, their field of study had a bit of a "retirement" feel to it. They had heard that ordinary people in the far East had already developed high-yield rice. Thinking about it, it seemed that they, who researched plants, couldn't even compare to modern ordinary people. Probably the only time they were needed was when the Archaeology Department needed them to identify some ancient plants during their excavations.

To some extent, most of the people who came here were marginalized members of their families, not the favored ones. Only those who didn't plan to continue developing their family's influence and were content with the status quo, or those whose families had been doing this research for generations, would voluntarily join their department. Both types of people were extremely rare. Although a small number of people would be very unwilling, most would resign themselves to their fate. After all, how could they, who were still just student magi, possibly go against their own families?

It wouldn't be wrong to say that most of the students in their department were noobs.

Mark was also gasping for breath at this moment. To be honest, he wasn't the type with extremely high combat power either; his stamina was just average. Of course, even if he could hold on, some of the girls who had come with him could no longer continue. And behind them, the black-haired girl with twin-tails just pushed up her glasses. Compared to the others, she hadn't even broken a sweat.

The black-haired girl sighed. As expected, compared to humans, her body was much stronger. If she hadn't acted so unsociable, and if these students had paid a little more attention, her physical abnormalities might have been exposed. At that point, would she have had to leave the Clock Tower early? But then again, this place was far from human settlements. Walking in this natural scenery did indeed calm her somewhat irritated mood.

Mark wiped the sweat from his brow, looked at the map in his hand, and spoke to the other classmates who had followed him here. "Almost there, almost there. Trust me. After all, you followed me here because you trust me, right?"

A few of the girls had wry smiles on their faces. What could they say at this point? Even if it was to find a way to marry into a "wealthy family," at this moment, they could only nod bitterly, right?

The girl who had tried to flirt with Mark earlier and failed, after hearing what he said, took a deep breath. A smile bloomed on her face again, and at the same time, she was the first to walk forward. Since she had failed to curry favor just now, she had to pull her image back in other ways!

"Since Mark has said so, we should believe in him unwaveringly. Otherwise, why did we follow him here? Let's go, let's go! I'll take the lead this time!"

The girl with the smokey-eye makeup walked directly forward. However, what responded to her was not some atavistic or even rare plant species, but a rocket fired from a distance.

The sound of the rocket launcher firing and the burning of its propellant naturally attracted the girl's attention. However, it all happened too suddenly. And as mentioned before, although there were powerful students in the Botany Department, it was a pity that this girl was not one of them. So, when she saw the attack rushing towards her, she could only stand there, unable to react in time.

Finally, with a loud explosion, the smell of gunpowder spread out completely. Limbs and wreckage flew in all directions, and a piece of shredded flesh even slapped onto another girl's face. For a moment, screams echoed through the mountain forest.

The assassin who fired the rocket launcher... let's just call them assassins. After all, as long as no one knew who did it, the assassination mission was a success. This assassin pursed his lips, his face full of annoyance. He had thought that, based on the target's personality, he would be leading at the front. Therefore, as soon as he saw someone stick their head out, he immediately pulled the trigger and fired the rocket. As a result, he had only blown up an unknown scapegoat. This was troublesome. They had already made their move. No matter what, the targets were now on alert. Even if they were confused at first, these people were magi, after all. How could they stay confused like ordinary people?

But ah, as long as they attacked a few moments earlier, they could still inflict more damage on these kids before they could react.

"Fire!"

One student reacted immediately. He took out a special seed from his pocket, and after infusing it with magical energy, the seed grew rapidly into a shield that looked like a walnut shell. He then placed this shield in front of himself and called for others to defend, while also throwing the seeds in his hand out, causing walnut shells to grow randomly on the ground. He had no confidence that he could steadily protect the others under such dense fire. Letting these bulletproof-ish walnut shields grow randomly was already the greatest help he could offer his companions.

It was also thanks to this student's reaction that although some people were injured by the bullets, no one lost their life in this first round of attack. A few girls immediately hid behind Mark in a daze.

Someone even immediately deduced that among everyone, the only one who could possibly be targeted was Mark. And so, a soft mutter reached everyone's ears. "Should we push Mark out? If their target is only Mark... can we survive?"

Upon hearing the girl clinging to the corner of his clothes say this, Mark slapped her directly across the face. "Go ahead, push me out! I'd like to see if you can survive! Are you kidding me?! Since the enemy has already attacked, they're obviously planning to leave everyone here!"

The girl who had just spoken immediately covered her mouth. She understood that she had done something foolish. Even if they were lucky enough to survive this time, as long as one person spread what she had said, she, and even her family, could face retaliation from Mark's family. She was finished!

I'm so pretty, so why did I have to grow a mouth?