My Girlfriend is an S-Class Adventurer

The fight’s climax between Luke Lange and Doctor Vinigo alerted the whole school, because their blows caused thunderous bangs, which echoed for over a kilometer.

The students in the surface classrooms rushed to the windows to try to observe what was happening.

They could see a pot-bellied old man throwing different rune spells in the direction of the ‘Half-Wolf’, as most of the students recognized Luke.

Only a few hundred of the thousands of students in the Academy actually met Vinigo, because he taught an exclusive subject underground, so little was seen. For this reason, almost all the students who saw the crusty-looking old man fighting the Champion thought that he was someone who was attacking the school, and that Luke was protecting them.

This conception wasn’t far from reality, but those who knew Vinigo didn’t dare to judge him so quickly.

One of the people who refused to believe that Vinigo or Luke were threats to the Academy was Namor, the vice-principal, who was warned by a guard desperate about the situation.

Since the current director, the highest-ranking person in the educational institution, had been on a trip to Sheltered Halvy for two weeks, it was Namor’s responsibility to take care of everything, and everything was going well until then. Still, suddenly there was a building becoming ruins.

Without hesitation, Namor began to gather the guards, teachers, and information, to be able to resolve the situation.

Luke and Vinigo were fighting avidly on the roof of the building where the Library was located. Luke only increased the pressure of his blows even more, thinking that Vinigo would retreat to the ground, where they would cause less structural damage. However, the Doctor was proud and didn’t back down. In fact, when the half-wolf increased his blows, Vinigo also increased the speed at which he conjured new spells.

With his magic wand, every minute Vinigo was creating new circles with runes and thus casting elemental spells, such as mud balls, and such powerful gusts of wind as , not to mention Gene’s powerful Ability that cast a tower of flames. Even so, none of it came even close to hitting Luke, because Vinigo’s movement speed was slow compared to the agility of the half-wolf.

The only thing that was getting in Luke’s way of beating the nasty old man was finding a way around the nearly indestructible shield magic.

At one point, Luke ran straight at Vinigo, who tried every which way to stop his advance by throwing several spells. Luke already knew a lot about his opponent and his capabilities, so he could see dozens of strands of the battle when he used the again.

Luke easily dodged all the spells that were thrown, looking into Vinigo’s eyes like he was teleporting on the battlefield.

When Luke approached, Vinigo coated his entire body with conjured shields, but Luke had already devised a way to pierce this defense.

He moved even closer to Vinigo, but instead of punching the shield, Luke just touched one of the magic circles and muttered:

“.”

Just then, roots sprang up from the roof and grabbed Vinigo’s feet, who was terrified. He had tried several times to use roots himself to try to trap the half-wolf, but with Luke’s speed this soon proved useless, but Vinigo never thought that his plant magic had given him an idea that Luke could copy.

After the roots of the half-wolf’s Gene Skill quickly wrapped themselves around Vinigo’s legs, he thought about conjuring another spell; however, Luke was in front of him, and he knew that if he chose to deactivate the shields, he would surely die.

That moment of hesitation cost the Alchemy Professor everything because suddenly he was pulled up, and a colossal structure enveloped him in less than five seconds. What people saw was another tree forming on the roof of the Library.

Suddenly Vinigo saw himself in the middle of a massive, thick trunk, unable to move a muscle. His two arms were stuck in a thick bark, which was so attached to his skin that it seemed to have grown around him naturally and fused together over time. His head was in the same state, totally connected to the tree, so he couldn’t even move his neck to look at the sides. His legs were sunk into the tree’s stem, preventing him from moving as well.

With his arms completely immobilized, Vinigo couldn’t hold his wand and dropped it.

While the half-wolf approached, bright green leaves were growing on the branches of that tree, and as this was happening, the Alchemist felt that his space in this improvised prison was getting smaller and smaller.

So, Luke stopped in front of Vinigo and looked him in the eye. He was glad that his idea worked out, but smiling wasn’t in his plans at that moment.

“Urghh! Don’t you dare touch my wand, you filthy creature!” Vinigo asseverated, even as his plump white skin was slowly being fused with the tree’s bark.

That exclamation made Luke notice the singularly glowing wand at the foot of the .

Luke walked over to the elegant wand, crouched down, picked it up, and examined it closely with his eyes. “That sure is a fine weapon. I think I’ll keep it for myself.” The half-wolf declared.

“You no—” The fat old man was about to let out another wave of offense, but Luke made a movement in the air with his arm, and a piece of the bark of the tree covered Vinigo’s mouth.

“You know, I’m starting a weapons collection, and every strong enemy I defeat, I take something from him. I first did that with a Demon; Beherith was his name. The second time was Nebezial, the guy who shouted to the world that he had the same strength as a Secular. The last one was a Demon couple, which I think might be very familiar to you… Have you heard about Marie and Masink? Or did they have another name when they met in Stahurt?”

Vinigo’s gaze changed from angry to frightened when Luke asked his questions.

Until that moment, he thought Luke was bluffing about having killed demons, but suddenly he knew the codenames of two highly respected demons, and even the place where Vinigo met them.

With a simple movement, Luke caused the tree root to pull back again.

Vinigo looked at him with wide eyes and questioned:

“Who the hell are you really?”