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Liora gave them a small smile, her weak form still evident.
"I will not be a burden," she assured them. "
Your brother has helped , and I will do what I can to repay him."
Dabi looked at his siblings and then turned to Liora. "I'm going to need you to watch over them while I'm gone.
My missions take away often, and I can't always be here. I trust you to make sure they're safe."
Liora nodded. "You have my word. As long as I am here, I will protect them."
"Good," Dabi said, feeling relieved. "But for now, you need to focus on recovering your mana.
Stay here, rest, and I'll help you with your recovery as much as I can. I'll find so mana stones to speed things up."
Liora looked grateful but still hesitant. She knew it wasn't easy to find the resources needed for her recovery.
But Dabi had already made up his mind.
He would do whatever it took to help her, not just because he needed her strength, but because she had beco a part of their small family now.
As the night fell, Liora settled into her new temporary ho, while Dabi sat outside, deep in thought.
He had taken on a lot of responsibility, but he knew it was the right thing to do.
His next steps were clear: help Liora recover and continue preparing for the challenges ahead.
The weight of the unknown lood over him, but for now, he found comfort in the small victories his family was safe, and with Liora's help, they would remain so.
The second sester had begun, and Dabi, now rested and more focused, walked into the academy grounds with renewed energy.
After his ti in the dinsional gate, his skills were sharper, and his stats had improved, giving him a deeper sense of confidence.
He had also ford a contract with the last survivor of the Dinsion Caretakers, and though she was recovering at his ho,
Dabi couldn't shake the feeling that her existence would soon bring significant changes in his life.
Today, however, his focus was back on the academy. As he stepped into the familiar halls, Professor Miran summoned him to the office.
"Dabi, I have a task for you," Professor Miran said, seated behind a mountain of papers.
Dabi stood in front of the desk, awaiting instructions.
"In a few days, so nobles and wealthy students will be coming for a special test. They help the academy et its annual budget.
Your role is to help manage the situation by overseeing their arrival and making sure everything goes smoothly."
Dabi's face remained neutral, but inwardly, he felt a wave of unease.
Nobles. He wasn't fond of dealing with them, especially after his previous encounters. His conflict with Reniel Vantore still lingered in his mory.
However, he understood the importance of maintaining the academy's reputation, so he nodded.
"Understood, Professor," Dabi replied, already bracing himself for what lay ahead.
As he left the office, he spotted Zen waiting for him in the courtyard.
Zen, his long-ti friend and training partner, was lounging under the shade of a tree, looking as casual as ever.
Upon seeing Dabi, Zen stood up and approached him with a grin.
"So, what's the mission this ti? Fighting another boss? Or are we going to hunt down so rare monsters?" Zen asked, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Dabi shook his head. "No, nothing exciting like that. I've been tasked with helping the academy manage so incoming nobles and wealthy students for a special test."
Zen's smile faded slightly, and he groaned. "Nobles, huh? That sounds... unpleasant.
You're going to be surrounded by a bunch of snobby kids who think they own the place."
Dabi smirked. "Yeah, tell about it. But it's an order, so I'll manage."
Zen sighed and shook his head. "Well, if you need backup, you know where to find . I'm not letting you face those vultures alone."
Dabi chuckled. "I appreciate it. But let's hope it won't be too much of a problem."
As they continued walking, another familiar voice called out from behind them. "Hey, Dabi! Zen!"
It was Elena, one of their classmates who had joined their group during the first sester.
She was a talented mage specializing in elental magic, and her fiery personality matched her combat style.
She jogged up to them with a cheerful smile, her reddish-brown hair bouncing as she moved.
"What's up?" she asked, falling in step beside them.
"Dabi here has been assigned the oh-so-fun task of dealing with the new batch of noble kids," Zen replied with a smirk.
Elena raised an eyebrow. "Nobles? Well, that sounds like a drag. Are they as arrogant as the rumors say?"
"Probably worse," Dabi muttered.
Elena rolled her eyes. "Great. Just what we need more stuck-up brats walking around like they own the academy.
You'd think their families' money would buy them so humility, but no."
Zen laughed. "Humility? With nobles? That's a foreign concept to them."
They continued chatting, discussing their training schedules and how they had each grown since the first sester.
The trio reminisced about their past missions, including Dabi's recent encounters in the dinsional gate.
Zen, as usual, seed eager to dive back into more battles, while Elena voiced her concerns about the ever-growing challenges they would face as they leveled up.
"I wonder how much more intense the academy will get this sester," Elena mused.
"I heard we're supposed to take on even more dangerous missions."
"Wouldn't surprise ," Dabi said. "We've already seen things most students haven't.
But that's the point, right? To push us beyond our limits."
Zen smirked. "Well, bring it on. I'm ready."
As the day went on, they spent ti in the training grounds, honing their skills.
Dabi practiced his precision with his dinsional control and phantom steps, while Zen worked on refining his sword techniques.
Elena focused on combining different elental spells, creating complex magic that impressed even the instructors.
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