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Just as the leading Nubes Arbo was approaching.
Once that thing completely passes the sausage wagon.
'I'm going to die...!'
The fear of death began to dominate Sergio Vincenti's brain.
"Let go! Let go of me! Let go of this!"
"Tell me. Why are you doing this?"
"The student council president...! I had to become the student council president!"
"Again?"
"I also have to get revenge on that bastard Ludwig!"
"Again?"
Again?
There's no other reason.
"Nothing else?"
"No! Let go of this! Get me out of here quickly or find the operative..."
Before Sergio could finish speaking,
Davian twisted Sergio's shoulder to face him.
And then.
Smack!
He slapped him across the face.
His left hand was still firmly gripping Sergio's shoulder.
"You were going to massacre academy juniors and citizens who came to see the festival for just those two reasons?"
His cheek instantly swelled up and a tremendous pain rushed in, but.
Sergio, dominated by the fear of death, had no time to feel pain.
"Yes! So I need to get out of here quickly! Right now! You're wasting time and can't even order the operative to stop the explosion!"
"That's good. Let's die together here."
"What? Are you crazy! Don't you think I'm serious! There are magic bombs installed all over this area that can completely blow it away! They're all connected by magic stones and they're all going to explode at the same time!"
While Sergio was shouting frantically.
Nubes, tilting his head as if wondering why he was doing that, walked past where Sergio and Davian were standing.
"Ugh, ugh! I'm going to die! Ugh!"
"I'll spare you if you tell me just one thing."
"What! What are you talking about! What do you want me to say!"
"Your father is involved in this, isn't he?"
"Yes! Yes, you bastard! Let go of my hand quickly!"
Davian put his right hand into his school uniform pocket and took it out.
"The magic bombs won't explode, so calm down and listen. Do you know what this is?"
Davian held out the object in his hand in front of Sergio, but.
Sergio didn't have the luxury to pay attention to that object.
"It won't explode? How? How did you do it?"
"What do you mean, how? Did you forget that I said I didn't see the operative earlier? Do you think he left to carry out your orders?"
"Th, then?"
"He was captured. By my organization members."
"......!"
"I'll ask you again. Do you know what this is?"
Only then did Sergio look at the object in Davian's hand.
An ordinary-looking magic cube.
"What is... that?"
"My invention. The name is Sounds Good."
One of Davian's inventions, the 'Naone Series.'
It was the Sounds Good recorder.
Specular family informants began to capture Sergio Vincenti's remnants scattered here and there.
They hadn't been able to find the location of the magic bombs, but.
Thanks to tracking all those involved in the plot in real time, they were able to move simultaneously.
However.
Although the informants were skilled in stealth, actually capturing them wasn't easy.
It would have been easier to assassinate them without a trace, but capturing them alive was a different matter.
The opponents were high-ranking students of Elton Academy.
Some managed to shake off the informants and escape.
In the process, two informants were seriously injured.
"Huff, huff."
Princeton Alon of the 7th grade Swordsmanship Department leaned against a back alley, breathing heavily.
Red blood dripped from the sword in his hand.
"What, what's going on?"
The promised time had already passed, but the sound of magic bombs exploding was nowhere to be heard.
Before he could figure out what was going on, a man in black clothes attacked him.
He managed to draw his sword and cut the opponent's thigh muscle and run away, but.
There was no way to know what the situation was.
"I can't go back out on the main street..."
While he was wondering what to do.
"Hey, junior."
Someone walked from across the alleyway.
Princeton was startled and turned his head.
'Without a sound?'
He hadn't felt any presence, but suddenly someone was talking to him.
Princeton's heart began to race.
It was a different feeling than when he was suddenly attacked by the man in black clothes.
"Wh, who are you!"
"I'm your senior by a few years. Oh, of course, I didn't graduate."
A young man in a cream-colored uniform approached slowly.
"You cut down an informant and ran away. You must be pretty good?"
"Who are you?"
"You don't need to know that."
Swoosh.
The senior of Princeton Alon, 7th grade Swordsmanship Department.
Mons drew his sword.
His real name was Mondres Raon.
He only attended the academy until the first grade, but he was still a senior.
Of course, he had no intention of telling this junior his name.
"Shall we see how good you are, junior?"
Mons rushed towards Princeton.
Princeton also hurriedly took a stance and raised his sword.
Clang!
"Not bad? Is it because you're in the 7th grade?"
"I don't know what's going on, but I'll cut off your head."
"Yeah. That's how it should be."
Clang! Clang!
Mons and Princeton's swords intertwined and clashed in a chaotic manner.
Princeton Alon.
Even though he looks like this, he's one of the top three talents in the 7th grade Swordsmanship Department.
After repeatedly pushing each other back and forth.
Swoosh!
It was Mons who cut the opponent's body first.
A long sword wound appeared on Princeton's left shoulder.
"Tch!"
Princeton launched a counterattack.
Swoosh!
But this time too, the injured side was Princeton.
"You're good, but you need to strengthen your lower body more."
"Shut up!"
"Oh, of course, if you can pick up a sword again after going to prison."
Princeton's pupils shook greatly.
Prison?
Prison...
"Why are you surprised? Did you think you could get away with being involved in a bomb terror?"
"Ugh! Die!"
Princeton swung his sword wildly.
Mons lightly deflected Princeton's sword.
At that moment.
A small dagger was fired from Princeton's left sleeve.
Too close to dodge.
"Oh?"
In a proper sword fight between swordsmen, they usually don't do things like this.
Because it abandons the pride and dignity of a swordsman.
Whoosh!
The sharp dagger cut through the air.
Thwack.
It pierced Mons's body.
Even if the opponent avoided being hit in a vital spot, it wouldn't be easy to inflict a fatal wound with such a small dagger.
'But I can buy enough time... huh?'
Clang.
He clearly confirmed that the dagger had pierced the opponent's body, but.
It falls powerlessly to the ground.
Not a drop of blood is on the blade.
"Wh, what? That outfit."
"This? An outfit someone gave me as a gift."
An outfit that even a dagger's grandfather couldn't pierce.
A uniform made of the fur of a Cream Dragon.
"Huff, huff."
Kamoe, a 6th grade Magic Department student, gasped for breath.
She had just thrown a fireball at the face of the black-clothed man who suddenly attacked her and was running away.
"What the hell is going on! Let's get out of the city first."
She deliberately chose a sparsely populated path and walked for a long time.
The expected explosion didn't sound, and she was attacked by someone.
"Something is seriously wrong."
Kamoe looked at the high hill road.
'If I just cross that hill...'
She could at least get out of the main city.
At that moment.
"Oh no! My grandson! What should I do!"
An old woman who appeared from above stomped her feet.
"My baby!"
A stroller was seen quickly coming down the steep hill.
The hunched-over grandmother shouted urgently towards Kamoe.
"Student! Student! Please catch my grandson! Please! What should I do!"
Whoosh.
A gentle wind elemental magic arose from Kamoe's hand.
After slowing down the stroller that was gaining speed down the slope by pushing it with wind.
Thud.
She caught it safely.
'I'm too busy, what is this all of a sudden. I'll just park it roughly and quickly cross this hill.'
As she was about to roughly lean the stroller against a nearby rock.
Boom!
The magic bomb inside the stroller exploded.
Of course, there was no baby inside.
The explosion wasn't strong, so Kamoe's body floated up and collided with the building wall opposite.
If it had been a swordsmanship student who had trained both internal and external strength, they wouldn't have been affected much by the explosion, but.
"Ughhhhh."
Kamoe, who was in the Magic Department, felt the shock and pain of all her internal organs being twisted.
The grandmother on the hill straightened her back and came down with light steps.
When she took off the mask she was wearing on her face, a young and beautiful woman's face appeared.
It was Sarah.
"Gotcha."
Same time.
Bang!
The 5th Brigade Commander Espin Elaina kicked down the door to the Minister of Finance's office.
"Arrest the criminal Marius Vincenti!"
Following Espin's orders, the guards rushed in.
"Wh, what is this?"
"You are under arrest on suspicion of conspiracy to commit large-scale terrorism."
"Conspiracy to commit terrorism? What are you talking about!"
"You'll find out if you go and investigate."
Finance Minister Marius shook off the guards' hands trying to restrain him.
"But why the 5th Brigade? Is the 5th Brigade, a reserve force, arresting someone!"
"You don't seem to know. All brigades have the authority to arrest traitors."
"Treason? What treason have I committed!"
"The crime of trying to massacre the students of Elton Academy, who will be responsible for the future of the kingdom! What is this if not treason?"
"Nonsense! There must be someone behind the scenes pulling the strings. Who is it! Who is trying to bring me down by using the 5th Brigade, which has nothing to do with this! I must see the Chief Administrator himself!"
The moment the Minister of Finance, who had been shouting loudly, tried to leave the office.
Espin's thick arm twitched and snatched the Minister of Finance by the nape of his neck.
"Are you refusing to comply with the brigade's arrest warrant? Minister of Finance Marius Vincenti."
"Let go of this! Whose scheme is this! Whose order is it!"
Espin Elaina smiled slyly.
"Davian Naone."
"What?"
"It's Davian Naone's order. He told me to arrest you in advance in case you got wind of it and ran away."
In that moment.
The figure of Davian Naone didn't immediately come to mind for Marius Vincenti.
Because he was thinking only of political opponents who were trying to harm him.
But he soon remembered.
"Davian Naone? Are you talking about Davian Naone of that Elton Academy?"
"That's right."
"What's a mere academy student doing ordering me around and manipulating the 5th Brigade at will to arrest me!"
Espin raised his hand that was grabbing the Minister of Finance by the nape of his neck.
"Ugh!"
Finance Minister Marius Vincenti dangled from Espin's thick arm.
"Listen carefully. There are only two people in this world who can order around the 5th Brigade led by me, Espin Elaina. His Majesty the King and my friend Davian Naone."
"Is it... His Majesty's order?"
"No. I said it's Davian's order."
"What is that!"
In other words.
Espin is leading the 5th Brigade.
He was saying that he had barged in to arrest Marius Vincenti without authorization.
It was due to Davian's judgment that Marius would have sent informants to Elton City and would receive reports on the incident faster than anyone else.
Marius thrashed around while hanging in the air.
"Then this is an illegal arrest right now! Let go of me! I am the Minister of Finance of Alkancia! Can you handle the aftermath!"
Espin Elaina lightly threw Marius Vincenti into a corner.
Bang!
He threw him lightly, but the sound of him flying and hitting the wall was not.
"The aftermath? Did you say the aftermath? To me, Espin Elaina?"
Step, step.
Espin slowly approached Marius, who was crouched on the floor.
"Listen well. I have nothing to fear even if I turn a hundred or a thousand guys like you who only push pens into enemies."
Espin turned his head and ordered a guard.
"Arrest him."
"Yes!"
The guards roughly tied up Marius Vincenti and dragged him out.
The adjutant carefully approached.
"Commander. But is it really okay? The opponent is the Minister of Finance, so shouldn't we have investigated a little more and moved when we were sure?"
"What if that bastard finds out first and runs away?"
"But if something goes wrong in Elton City..."
Espin Elaina chuckled.
"Go wrong? With Davian taking action? We just have to do as Davian says. Davian sent a signal with a magic bead and told us to arrest him right away, so we just arrested him. Nothing will go wrong."
"Yes, Commander."
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