Isekai No Gakusei: Students From Another World
Circumstance Reverser

"grandmother?" It was good to look at the empty place in front of him. As he remembered, he was talking to his grandmother. "What was that?"

He again realized that his condition was on the edge of the horn. His body was already getting weaker and would soon be destroyed due to the strange energy devouring him.

With eyes that were about to catch on, Nice looked at Darren who seemed to have managed to save Shiro. His lips also grinned to form a crescent moon.

He felt happy because Darren did not waste the opportunity he gave. Although he himself felt he was not given the opportunity to make up for all his mistakes.

"But Grandma said it wasn't time yet" Inner Good, closed her eyes slowly. "It's impossible that this isn't the end."

"Of course not!" Someone nodded loudly.

Nice surprised. He immediately opened his eyes and found someone standing in front of him with a face full of confidence.

"K-Chairman?" It was nice to see Samson appearing out of nowhere.

Samson touched the energy layer that wrapped up Nice. It seemed that he was withstanding the energy turbulence that was trying to blow him away. Yet he remained standing upright without losing his firmness.

Michael realized someone had approached Good. He immediately ordered his subordinates to attack that person.

"Hurry to hold that guy down, and put him in with the others!" Shouted Michael.

Half the Michael soldiers moved to invade Samson. But little do they know that Samson is not alone.

"Elemental Father: Oceanic Guts!" Dyland arrived from the shadows with his large sword.

He launched a nimble slash at once deadly to every soldier who approached quickly. He attacked everything in turn and continued to connect, leaving no one to stand.

"Captain, Chief!" Hain shouted enthusiastically at the arrival of the two of them. The shout invited the attention of Ryan and Deus who had just watched from afar.

Ryan leaned his head against his hand. "So they decided to appear in front of me directly huh."

Meanwhile, Darren saw reinforcements arrive. His eyes were on them, but his hands were still on Shiro's stomach.

"Shiro, they have arrived. You'll be fine, for sure" Darren said expectantly.

One of the other soldiers sees Darren and Shiro unguarded, thinking they can approach them and take them hostage in order for Dyland to surrender.

The soldier ran towards Darren with his spear which he had pointed at them.

"You! Stop moving!" Said the soldier getting closer.

Seac! Before the soldier realized it, it turned out that his hand holding the spear had floated.

"Eh, what is this?" The inner soldier was just before he felt an immense pain. He then huddled on the floor screaming in pain.

"Dyland-san," Darren turned to look at Dyland standing in front of him in the blink of an eye. "Thank you."

Dyland replied in a cold tone as usual. "Thank you to Samson. If it wasn't for him, maybe I wouldn't have accepted knowing that you'd been lying to us."

Darren flinched a little. But he understood that his true identity had been revealed.

"Sorry," Darren said slowly.

"I accept your apology. But we should save the moment first," Reply Dyland, sharpen his view.

Darren nodded without a word.

"How is Shiro now?" Ask Dyland.

"He's fine. It's just that he ran out of mana because of the healing effect earlier."

"The problem..." Dyland paused his words for a moment and looked towards the troop that was crashing towards them. The number is not as much as before, but it is quite troublesome.

Dyland. "Put this potion on Shiro. This will speed up the regeneration of his Mana," he said. "And when you're done, try to help Samson there. It seems to be a difficulty."

"All right," replied Darren. "Did Clara-san not come?"

Dyland scrunched his face. "He should have come. But he went out of nowhere" Dyland replied. "alright. I'm handing Samson over to you, yeah."

Without further ado, Dyland immediately lifted his foot from it and charged towards the soldiers. One by one the soldiers began to lose their men.

Darren opened the lid of the potion bottle and was about to pour it into Shiro's mouth. But Shiro's consciousness was too weak, so the potion's water could not be reduced.

"Shiro is still unconscious. What am I supposed to do now?" Gerricks Darren. "If he doesn't drink the potion immediately, then the Mana in his body will run out clean."

Darren gulped his salivation.

"Indeed, giving a faint person a drink is not recommended. Choking can endanger the life of the person. But..."

Darren lifted the bottle of potion and gulped it down without being swallowed.

"Shiro must drink this potion!"

With his finger, he clamped Shiro's nose to stop breathing circulation. After believing Shiro was not breathing, Darren continued his next move.

"By closing his nose, Shiro will stop breathing for a moment. Then the respiratory tract will be closed, so that the only thing that opens is the esophagus to the stomach."

"And now, I have to give him this potion with my mouth. So I can give you enough encouragement so that the medicine can be swallowed."

Darren paused for a moment. His eyes were fixed on Shiro's lips which looked shiny and plain. He returned to his salivary.

"I have to do it. This is not the time to doubt!"

Darren immediately grabbed Shiro's lips. The lips of the two of them met each other.

Darren tried his best to move the potion in his mouth to Shiro's mouth without spilling it in the least.

With his hands still clamping Shiro's nose, Darren tries to push the drug deeper into Shiro's mouth.

Although his heart was filled with worry and fear, Darren also felt a fierce thump in his chest. Technically, this was his first kiss.

After all the medicine entered Shiro's mouth, Darren let go of his mouth slowly. Seen a row of saliva threads stretched out in the middle of their mouths.

"Uhuk! Uhuk!" Shiro seemed to be starting to wake up. The effects of the Mana potion had already reacted and the results were as expected.

Shiro opened his eyes. Still lying down, he saw Darren's face above his. His face immediately flushed.

Especially when he saw a strand of transparent thread still hanging between their two lips.

"D-Darren-sama," Shiro said softly.

"Shiro, you finally came to your senses," Darren lifted Shiro from a lying position and helped him sit up.

Shiro was still fixated on the incident just now. He lifted his fingers and touched his lips.

Next to him, he saw a small bottle. He knew that the bottle was a potion bottle.

"Did Darren-sama drink the potion to me? And that position... Did he drink it mouth to mouth?" Remembering it has made Shiro groggy not careless.

"Shiro, are you okay?" Darren cut Shiro's reverie.

"I-I'm fine, Darren-sama," replied Shiro, followed by a groggy nod.

"Thank God then," Darren then stood up. "Let's help the others quickly. Samson and Dyland have come to our aid."

"Okay" Shiro stood up.

Darren immediately goes to Samson's place, while Shiro goes to help Dyland who is holding the enemy soldiers.

Darren also gives Shiro orders to help Tora and Hain who are in the grip of the enemy.

"Simson!" Shouted Darren as he approached her. It seems that Samson is still trying to break down the energy shield that wraps around Bagus.

"It's futile. The protector hardly changed at all" Samson said with a sweaty face.

"What's wrong?"

"Energies that resonate too strongly. I can't break it down alone" Samson continued. "The layer seems to be drawn from Mana that resonates imperfectly. But because of that, the energy surrounding him became increasingly difficult to break into."

"Let me help you" Darren said.

"I've heard about you. You're Darren the fugitive, right?" Added Samson. "I know you're strong. But do you have a way?"

"I'll try to use one of my flagship spells" Darren replied. "Channelling!"

Darren pulled out his sword and coated it with magic. Now his sword became radiant due to the overflowing magic energy at its tip.

"I'll try to cut down that protector. Back away!"

Swooshes! Darren swung his sword and hit the protector. But apparently, no matter how strong he tried, the shield was not scratched at all.

"not working? Though this is one of my mainstay moves," Now Darren feels his brain is deadlocked. "Is there no other way?"

Suddenly an enemy soldier passed Dyland and ran towards them. When it was close enough, the soldier threw his spear with all his might towards Samson.

"Simson, lookout!" Shouted Dyland.

Samson glanced at him firmly. He saw the spear flying towards him.

"Dark Elemental: Rematerialize!" Samson shouted his incantation as he pointed his hand towards the spear.

In the blink of an eye, the spear that floated in the air instantly disappeared. It disappears like it evaporates into air.

"What the fuck was that?" Darren asked.

"That's one of my signature spells. Rematerialize, the mantra to transform an arrangement of matter into another material" Samson replied.

"Changing the line, huh?" Darren turned back to face Nice. "Maybe this could be tried."

Darren pressed his hand to force his way into that energy protector.

"H-Hey, what are you doing? It's dark magic. You won't be able to use it" Samson said, but Darren ignored him.

Darren casts his spell as strongly as possible while imagining the form of the spell. "Material changing spell. It's like turning the molecular makeup into anything I want."

Darren closed his eyes slowly. "Then, I want to turn this layer of energy into something light and harmless. Like.. air!"

Soon enough, the layer of energy that wrapped around Nice began to thin.

Samson watched it with a surprised face. He continued to look towards Darren and towards the protector in turn.

"W-how can you? Aren't you human?"

But seeing Darren put in so much effort, Samson decided to keep the question. He immediately reached out and cast the same spell.

The shield is now fading. It seemed that the outflow of resonating energy began to dissipate and mix into air.

"Successfully. Protectors thinning!" Darren said enthusiastically.

"I'm more surprised how you can use dark magic. But I think we should focus on this first" Samson said. "Preserve a little more. Soon his shield will be completely destroyed."

Michael looked at them with fear. His army was further beaten back and Bagus was almost within their grasp.

But as he turned his head towards Hain and Tora, he thought of making them hostages.

"You guys!" Michael's screams attracted the attention of the rebels.

Hearing that, Dyland and the others looked over.

"Put down your weapons or I'll kill these two" Michael continued, while two of his men held their spears around Hain and Tora's neck.

Dyland stopped moving. His eyes were fixed on the direction of Michael who was grinning widely.

"You think you've won?" Dyland said in a flat tone.

Michael surprised. And when he realized it, he heard something from behind him. He immediately looked.

"You-you! Since when?" Michael said in shock, seeing the two soldiers were already sprawled.

"Shiro-sama, thank you," Tora said to the person who saved her.

"I'm grateful you're okay, Shiro, '" said Hain.

Shiro immediately raised his spear and smashed their handcuffs. "Thank you for your attention. Let's get out of here first."

Michael immediately turned around and tried to prevent them. But Hain noticed it and tied his feet to the ground.

"D-Dam!"

The rest of the Erobernesian army went into a panic. Some of them caught their guard, and the opportunity was taken advantage of by Dyland to finish them off simultaneously.

"Elemental Father: Oceanic Guts!"

An elegant and continuous slash of water connected, flowing like a river. The Dyland giant sword danced gracefully, but in that beauty many sprawling warriors were made.

"Everyone, back!" Shouted some of the remaining troops, while fleeing the building.

Everything just happens. But there were still two people who had yet to join the fight.

"I don't see him here" Deus said in his heart. "I feel his presence. But it seems he hasn't shown himself."

Deus called Ryan. "It seems that my army has lost yes" Deus said.

"Humans are indeed very weak," Ryan replied as he sat back on his throne. "When the number of enemies that come is only a few people. But all those armies were easily defeated."

"Well, I personally feel a little disappointed, too" Deus continued. "Then, I can just leave the rest to you."

"So you're just gonna watch from the audience seats? You're lucky 'cause I'm gonna want to fuck up right now."

Ryan stepped off his throne. He walked slowly, witnessed by the rebel forces.

Dyland was the first to sense danger. He immediately prepared his giant sword and put on a vigilant position.

"Shiro, Hain, Tora, stand behind me!" Shouting Dyland.

Meanwhile, Samson and Darren are still trying to break into Good's energy shield. Now they had almost succeeded and the shield had almost disappeared in its entirety.

"A little more..." Darren grumbled as he channeled his spell.

Dyland yells. "Simson, hurry! Our guest star has finally arrived. We have to go now!"

"A little more!" Reply to Samson, repeating Darren's sentence.

Ryan stared at Samson and Darren. He saw the two of them trying hard to save Good.

"Why do you feel sorry for your enemies?" Her speech. "And it is man who wreaks havoc among you. Why not just let him die?"

Darren and Samson did not. They keep focusing on Good.

"You guys are so naive. Too soft to live in this cruel world. If you can't take people's property. Then yours will be snatched away," Ryan added. "Let me kill that man for you."

Swooshes! A chain of flames shot out from the ground and chipped towards Samson and Darren.

"Elemental Father: Oceanic Guts!" Dyland jumped up and cut the chain to protect Samson.

He brandished his sword and immediately ran towards Ryan without further ado.

"Elemental Water: Hydro Mimic!" He created five copies of himself from the water and charged towards Ryan from all directions. "Elemental Father: Oceanic Guts!"

Ryan grinned. "Booking me from six directions at once huh? You think it'll work?"

With his fist, he smashed into the ground and pulled out chains of flames that loomed in every direction Dyland's attack came from.

"Die it!" Shouted Ryan.

The other water shadows were easily defeated. Ryan is a little harder to touch.

Every flaming chain came towards him, he would just slash it and cut it like cutting butter.

"Hoo, you're quite a strong young man. But it seems that the power is starting to dull" Ryan said.

It does. Dyland's fight with the Erobernesian warrior was draining a lot of energy and also Mana. And now he's fighting with everything that's left of him.

"Elemental Father: Tidal Annihilation!" Dyland shouted his ultimate streak. It was a massive water slash focused on a single point. Its destructive power is even estimated to be equivalent to a large tsunami wave. "Yahoo!!!"

Duuarr!!!

Big explosions happen. In an instant, the entire room was instantly filled with thick steaming steam. Even vision is disturbed.

"He really did. This is his finishing move" Hain said.

The steaming steam slowly thinned, returning everyone's gaze slowly.

"H-Hey, look!" Tora said while showing her finger. "Dyland-san's..."

When the view is fully restored, the winner is determined.

Dyland was already lying on the floor with his whole body looking limp. While Ryan stood beside him with his wounds and battle clothes already shaved off.

"Tck, I admit your greatness, young man," Ryan said. "It can leave a wound all over my body and be able to push me into a corner like this. You deserve great honor."

Dyland had lost consciousness. It seemed that he had fallen unconscious from using all of his remaining Mana for the final attack earlier.

Ryan walked to her side. He took Dyland's great sword and raised it.

"But I have to kill you here. Your absence will weaken the rebel forces, and it will be of great help to me" Ryan said. "In addition, our fight has also been witnessed by the priest. It's been an honorable fight."

Ryan briefly glanced towards the audience seats before dropping Dyland's sword on his neck. At first he only wanted to see Deus, but his circumstances suddenly changed.

"D-Deus?" Ryan said groggyly when he saw a headless body in the audience seat.

Before he knew it, a chain of flames appeared from within the ground and towered towards his two hands.

"This chain of fire-don't-don't-do!?" Ryan said, as if he knew who was coming.

The chain immediately blocked him. Makes Ryan unable to move and just stuck in an open position.

"Not wrong anymore. It's definitely-" Before Ryan finished his sentence, someone appeared and grabbed his head.

Jebreaet!

Everything happened so fast. Everyone there was flabbergasted with faces of shock full of unexpectedness.

"W-What's going on?" Ask Hain in confusion. While Tora tries to make sure Samson and Darren are okay.

The smoke that was billowing out of nowhere, slowly began to thin. Showing a figure of someone with short hair, standing where Ryan was.

In the man's hand, Ryan's severed head was carried by him. And then he threw it away as if the head meant nothing.

"You have failed in your duty, Ryan," said the man, whose voice sounded familiar to the rebels.

"C-Claras?" Hain looked in disbelief.

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"I've earned my role in destiny. But it seems that fate hasn't given you the same."