Chapter 42 — Disciplinary Committee
Honestly, it wouldn't have been strange if I had been sent flying backward.
Normally, I would have been — but perhaps thanks to the doping, I wasn't immediately blown away.
And besides…
'Do I still have some kind of protagonist buff or something?'
Whether it was that or not, for some unknown reason, I didn't collapse in one blow.
I had managed to block Eleanor's strike — at least, for the moment.
That was the problem.
'Damn it, that hurts like hell.'
I screamed internally.
My muscles were no exception.
Even though I had only held out for about one second, it felt like the muscles from my palms to my entire body were tearing apart.
I wanted to give up, just fall backward and let it go—
'No. Endure it. You can hold on. Endure it!'
I immediately forced myself to focus again.
Mental strength.
No — maybe it was the potion and the so-called protagonist buff(?).
