It was like striking two prey with one stone.
If this didn't work, and Ivory still walked away with a light punishment, then I had no idea what else I could do.
My only hope then would be to surpass her potential as a Magical Swordsman Awakener.
For now, my greatest worry was that the Governing Council might examine the goblin corpses, drawing suspicious eyes toward me.
Although alchemical weapons and magic items could enhance one's power to a terrifying degree, there was still a limit to what they could do, especially in the hands of a mere Rank One Magical Swordsman.
So, the less they investigated this, the better.
I could cling to the hope that they were far too busy, especially with the current state of the academy, to bother with simple matters like this.
Still, I regretted nothing.
I recognised that if I wanted to stand against the Zahara Clan Descendants and Ivory, I needed to take risks.
