Editing Failing Witch:Volume3 Episode4 (section)

===Part 1===

A bureaucrat.

Adelaide Weaponbay Sanctuary.

Now that the assassin was on the scene, there was only one thing for her to do. The government worker with the icy glasses didn’t look like the type to explain her objective and plan to her target.

When she killed, she did so silently.

Simply by arriving, she might as well have been saying, “I will now kill you.” If you didn’t want to die, you had to fight back.

…That was also the only way to escape this absurd situation where the girls working toward Maleficium ''would ultimately have their dreams crushed even if they did get into the school.

She came from behind.

She pursued on a broom. The aerial combat broom had diamond-shaped wings spreading out wide from the handle. That forced her to sit near the front. The broom’s odd shape may have made it look like a giant shield if she held it while down on the ground.

(A diamond wing design with a Pelikan tail? I’ve only ever seen that design on a certain stealth fighter!)

“Formula Broom – Mount Brocken bis25JAS.”

A whispering voice slipped past the sonic boom.

That broom had been modified more than 20 times.

And the result was a monster that could handle air combat, ground attacks, and reconnaissance.

Even the physical laws regarding sound and vibrations were ignored to allow her willpower to calmly seep into the surrounding world.

“Provide precise enough control to combine with the Adelaide unit, Faust.”

A chill ran down Yagoro’s spine.

He chose to trust his instincts.

“Watch out, Viocia.”

“Hwehh? F-for what? I don’t even know who that woman is.”

“Watch out for her too, but that isn’t what I meant!! '''Trick question warning: flying with me for long means the goddess’s divine punishment is coming!!!'''”

White lightning crashed straight down from heaven.

The attack completely ignored the distribution of rain clouds and atmospheric pressure.

If Viocia Modestlucky couldn’t handle such extraordinary acceleration, it would have pierced right through her, bringing them down. Just like it had happened with Instructor Flamberg Wyrd.

Apparently missing once wasn’t enough for the goddess to give up.

White lightning continued to strike, with only a few seconds between each. If even one hit, they would be shot down, but Yagoro and Viocia had more than their own safety to consider.

Myousou Yagoro couldn’t fly.

“Don’t fly over the city, Viocia! Dodge the divine punishment there and it’ll hit the people or homes below, don’tcha think!?”

“Got it, teacher! I’ll stay over the lake!!”

Viocia used a hand to signal Dorothea and Melehe before making a sharp turn.

Yagoro had used all the cards in his deck against President Ulrike.

He hadn’t expected an even greater threat. He didn’t have a single strategy or plan left. Not even a single anti-air weapon system camouflaged throughout the city.

But if he screwed this up, he couldn’t save Viocia and her friends.

They would have their lives taken by this assassin as a reward for having saved him.

(To hell with that.)

The boy clenched his teeth.

(You have guts targeting a student in front of her tutor, Adelaide Weaponbay Sanctuary. I’ll find a way to pull this off with what I have on hand!!)

Besides, escaping her would not be enough to save his life. A professional assassin would make another attempt after failing and she wouldn’t stop until her target was dead. That was what it meant to be a professional. If he wanted to survive, he would have to defeat her and end this once and for all.

“You choose how to shift your weight,” said Yagoro. “I’ll hold onto you from behind and lean whichever way you do. As long as I focus on your spine and shoulder blades I shouldn’t make any mistakes.”

“Wah, wah!” shouted Viocia in sudden remembrance.

Even in their predicament, the idiot had time to blush bright.

“H-hic? H-hold onto me? Teacher, you can’t grab me by the hips!!”

“Then where do you suggest I hold on while we fly tandem!?”

At this height, Yagoro would really prefer not to be thrown off the broom by their speed.

So he held on tight.

“Besides, Viocia, you picked me up! Then again, I wouldn’t want to burden someone who isn’t my student, so it’s good I’m not on Dorothea or Melehe’s broom.”

Dorothea and Melehe pouted their lips without uttering a word.

<span style="font-size:75%">“…”</span>

<span style="font-size:125%">“…”</span>

“Why isn’t anyone saying anything?

Apparently the two single-riders were displeased with the arrangement. Even though it meant they didn’t have to give thought to a passenger as they flew.

But now wasn’t the time for adolescence.

The beret and glasses woman expressionlessly observed them from close range.

She was only a few meters away. It was like an acrobatic flight. But they had no agreed-upon flight plan, nor did they know what the other was thinking. The beret and glasses woman predicted Viocia’s rapid movements, brought her broom in as close as possible, and accurately kept her distance with them.

That alone was enough to judge her skill.

It was hopeless.

Super acceleration alone wasn’t enough. Adelaide didn’t have Viocia’s level of power output, but she read the winds and used everything in the surrounding environment to stay close, preventing them from escaping!

Witchcraft was mostly reliant on brooms, but how accurately the witch operated the tool with her fingertips and speech could mean all the difference. The accumulation of little speed gains added up.

The assassin was clearly the one in control.

“Kh. Don’t ignore me with your unguarded ass right there in front of me!! Orpheus!!!”

From behind, Melehe sharply launched water spears.

The beret and glasses woman didn’t swerve hard to the side.

She matched her speed to Viocia’s while twisting her broom as if creating a vortex to pull Viocia in.

She made a barrel roll.

She used the minimum movement to throw off her pursuer and easily dodged at least 8 water spears.

If Yagoro hadn’t used his baton to construct some defense magic, Viocia’s broom would have been shot down instead.

“!”

“Don’t hold back, Melehe, Dorothea! I’ll stop any friendly fire, so just attack!”

One way or another, they had to end this tonight.

If President Ulrike had been telling the truth, that assassin had already destroyed the greatest western and southern covens for being a threat to the aristocratic patriarchy. On her own. If Yagoro chose to flee and go into hiding while waiting for a chance to strike back, she might just begin a strategic bombing of Temple School City.