James VS Third Rate Villains

"I'll take on all four of them."

"Excuse me?" Erika blinked, utterly dumbfounded by James' words.

"You heard me. I can take all four of them. Now, can you step off the field?" James twirled the dull training sword in his grip.

"Mr. Grayling… I'm afraid I can't—"

"You're the professor. Of course, you can." He cut her off with a casual shrug. "I've been transferred here by the Headmistress herself. Do you really think I'm weak enough to lose against these weaklings?" He laughed, tilting his head toward his opponents.

The four students immediately groaned in protest.

"Let us fight, Professor!"

"Yeah, he wants to do it anyway!"

Even they tried convincing Erika.

James waved a hand dismissively. "I'll take full responsibility. Besides"—he lifted his arm, revealing the bracer strapped to his wrist—"I have this. So, what's there to worry about?" The device was designed to summon a mana shield, preventing serious injuries.