"Attack!"

Chester, who was next to Dax, looked miserable in his blood-stained scholar outfit.

Just like Dax, Chester had almost exhausted his internal energy. The imposing opponents frustrated him, yet he clenched the longsword tightly in his hand; he tried to keep his spirit up. "Dax, we have done our best in today's battle. I have no regrets if I die today."

Dax was amused. He threw his head back and laughed. "Yes, let's have a good time today!"

Then, the two exchanged an understanding