Even though the swordsman in the front had his head half-crushed and lay sprawled on the ground, the rest of them didn’t flee.

Instead, they calmly prepared their magic, getting ready for battle.

“These guys must be repeat offenders, huh?” I remarked.

“Step back,” Mea responded firmly, moving in front of me and pushing me behind her.

“But I can help—”

“Instructors are obligated to protect trainees in emergency situations,” she said, cutting me off.

“That’s the second rule: A demonologist should never fight carelessly.”

Well... she wasn’t wrong.

But I’m an exception among exceptions.

I’m probably the only demonologist …