After leaving, Tai Shini's follower activated a soundproof array so no one could hear their conversation.
"What do you mean by saying that the one who killed Tai Sao Mei and the sons was a major sect or clan, and that Saint Zhai Ming wasn't him?"
"It's very easy. The Last Patch Venerable, Peng Tao Shen, would directly attack sects and clans and kill all their members. So, the Last Patch Venerable, Peng Tao Shen, would never do something like that."
"Furthermore, all of Tai Sao Mei's clan members were watching the events of the Fersleken Academy midterm exam within the clan, and this applies to the other victims as well. Therefore, there's only one possibility."
"Which is that they were transported from within the sects as sacrifices, and the current suspect is Yuta because he disappeared at the same time as the victims and because he's a contractor, the governor of Asgard, nicknamed Loki."
"That's why he was able to do it easily." "And you know the extent of his power from his achievements, so it's possible he could do something like this. But we need proof to know if he's Amal or not."
Tae Shini sighed deeply before saying anything.
"It's good that you're here with Brother Tae Hoon. If Yuta Kaseral is truly the perpetrator and not the esteemed Ping Tao Shin, a catastrophe will occur that will shake the reputation of major clans and sects."
"That's why it's best to keep quiet until we gather evidence to prove or disprove Yuta's guilt. It's the wisest option in the current situation, isn't it, Brother Tae Hoon?"
"Yes, you're right. Remaining silent for now and studying the case discreetly would be the wisest course of action. But I have a case in the Yun Gai Mountains to the north, specifically a crime that occurred within the Hua Yu Clan."
"They asked me to resolve it, so I'll go to them three months after the celebration of the thousandth anniversary of the defeat of the Demon World."
"That's why I'm sorry, I have many cases, but I trust that you "You'll be able to do that, but if you need any help, just let me know."
A look of sadness crossed Tae Shini's face for a few seconds before a faint smile replaced it.
"It's okay, Tae Hoon. I understand the situation. Being the most famous detective in the world has many difficulties."
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On the western side of the island's center, a group of 25 students were facing one of the Scorpion Organization's teams.
It was a tough battle for the students. The strongest student among them had reached the rank of Master, which was a reasonable level for a first-year student with natural talent.
Meanwhile, their opponents were of lower ranks, and some were of the same or higher ranks, but with high experience that compensated for their rank—something the students lacked. Those who hadn't yet reached adulthood
"Let's stop these damned bastards!" shouted one of the Legends class students, casting a spell at one of the organization's followers.
However, the follower easily dodged it, using his Earth element ability.
He smashed the student's head with a sharp rock the size of a grown man's palm, showing no remorse.
"You're going to die anyway. Why all this futile resistance?" was the cold tone of the squad leader as he cut a student in half.
He revealed his internal organs and the remains of food mixed with blood that lay beneath his feet.
Seeing the fear and dread on the students' faces, a sinister smile appeared behind his mask as he raised his sword.
"Soldiers, advance! Kill everyone in sight! These are the orders of the Venerable Heaven-Breaker!" the squad leader spoke with fervor, unleashing a suffocating aura from his body at the students, whose faces turned ashen black. Then came the deafening screams of the students who were dying at the hands of the Scorpion Organization members. Their resolve had been shattered, and the determination of the organization's followers only grew stronger.
In battles, the number of soldiers, their combat experience, their psychological state, and their way of life are all irrelevant. In the real world, a small group triumphs over a much larger one.
This was true here. The followers of the Scorpion Organization members were highly experienced, with hundreds of years of experience, while the students, who hadn't received help from their teachers, were only 15 years old. It was logical to kill them without them having to exert any effort in combat.
Thirty minutes into the fighting, the severed bodies of students lay scattered on the ground, their crimson blood filling the entire area.
The squad leader sheathed his sword, looking around, and then spoke calmly, "Let's continue on our way and meet up with the other squads."
"Yes, Captain," his subordinates replied in unison, sheathing their blood-stained swords. They sheathed their weapons, ignoring the repulsive stench of blood.
To the east, Gray and Roichi faced a squad led by one of Scorpion Crimson's lieutenants.
Roichi's eyes narrowed as he looked at the enemy, realizing something dangerous. "They know everything about our strength level and our exact locations. There's a spy inside the academy, Verslekin."
Gray nodded in agreement, assuming an offensive stance, a faint smile playing on his lips. "However, it seems their information isn't accurate and is outdated." A hint of sarcasm lingered in Gray's voice as he unleashed a green aura and a golden-red aura, like flames belonging to Roichi.
Without another word, they charged towards the Scorpion Clan's followers, Gray and Roichi locked in combat. Meanwhile, the squad leader watched the battle from a nearby tree branch.
As the fighting raged, Rowan's gaze was filled with... Curiously watching both Grie and Roichi
"They're amazing. The boss was right. Should I kill them or wait? No, no. Disobeying a master's orders means certain death, nothing less. These two young men are useful to the boss's plan, and killing them won't cost us our heads," Rowan thought to himself as he watched the fight in which no one fell.
Grie's gaze held a hint of annoyance. The soldiers of the Scorpion Organization were powerful and skilled fighters, far surpassing him.
Even among the elite, practical experience still played a crucial role.
The Scorpion Organization's followers were highly experienced in combat and underwent hellish training both before and after joining.
Because the requirements for joining the Scorpion Organization were 100 times more difficult than those for joining the Federation of Higher Races and the Academy,Two wires
Ruichi and Gree both moved 200 paces back from their enemies.
"Ruichi, they're strong! Why aren't we like the heroes in fantasy stories? They can easily kill followers whose names aren't even shown!" Gray spoke with deep resentment and annoyance.
Both the followers and Ruichi exchanged glances that seemed to ask, "Where did they get him from? A mental hospital?"
However, none of the followers could remain silent after hearing Gray's grumbling.
"Was he injured during training or something? Does he think that reality and fantasy are the same thing? Doesn't that mean we're just followers?"
"The main condition for us being weak and easily defeated is that each one of us was either from a powerful sect or clan, or a student at the Verselkin Academy before joining the Scorpion Organization. Furthermore, the youngest among us is over 300 years old, which gives us considerable combat experience."
Ruichi sighed as he glanced at Gray and the annoyed followers. They were ridiculously strong, mere followers of an organization, not just background figures in other entertainment works, to show that there were humans in the world.
However, reality doesn't mean followers are weak. Sometimes, followers can be stronger than their superiors and possess unparalleled talent.
"Soldiers, let's leave. Our work here is finished," Rowan said calmly as he nimbly jumped from a tree trunk to the ground.
Confusion and surprise spread across the faces of the organization's followers, Grie, and Ruichi after hearing Rowan's statement. Two minutes had passed since the start of the fight.
How could they withdraw when they were the strongest force in this battle against the two members of the stronger De Molière family?
Yet, there was no protest or opposition. Rowan was the strongest among them, even though his power was still suppressed.
"Goodbye, Ruichi. Take care of your cousin Grie and get him to a psychiatrist," said a soldier named Shang sarcastically before disappearing as if he and his companions had never existed.
After they left, signs of frustration and disbelief appeared. Their pride had been tarnished in the face of the powerful family of Central Africa, one of the world's superpowers.
They lost to the Scorpion Organization's followers, yet their annoyance and frustration vanished, replaced by determination and resolve.
Their defeat at the hands of the Scorpion Organization's followers was a powerful slap in the face, making them realize that this world wasn't a fantasy.
It was a reality where even followers could reach high levels, and they wouldn't encounter enemies weaker than themselves, but rather primary and secondary enemies.
Even the followers could be of high rank, like a saint or a master, while the ruler was a novice.
"Ruichi, we lost without even fighting. We were defeated in a reality where every enemy is a ultimate leader, and defeat isn't limited to a leader or master; it can come at the hands of a mere follower."
"You're right. As you said, we're not in a fantasy story. We're all heroes in our own life stories, and at the same time, we're all characters." Secondary or compass in the life stories of other people"
"When death comes, it may be at the hands of any entity, whether strong or weak, honorable or villainous. Nevertheless, we must become the strongest, even though we possess the ability to become stronger than we are by using a blessing. However, we are too weak to control it, and we may die before even seeing any of it, as happened to you when you fought William Falcona in that magic competition held when the Academy granted me a malfunction as a result of our victory in the Academy competition."
Meanwhile, at the center of Jeju Island, the Crimson Scorpion, Brasmill, was with his right hand, Wilferdall.
"Sir, we have lost all four teams, totaling 104 followers, to the legitimate heir of the Mount Hwy cult and the Federation of Masters and Students. As for the trials 1, 1, and 1, 2, number 000002546 of the D group, their whereabouts are unknown until now."
"As for the sons of the current Grand Duchesses, both Grie de Molière and "Ruichi de Molière, however, were not killed as ordered by the Venerable Leader, the Heaven-Breaker. The Masters are fighting our followers, and currently, 331 followers remain, searching for their targets within the island."
"However, there is something puzzling about him. Why did he order us to kill all of Grei's enemies, Ruichi, Lucy, Beatrice, Jean Yi, Armin, Tom, and Previca?"
Persmill kept glancing at his lieutenant, Wilferdall, who seemed puzzled.
He spoke in a calm tone, but with some doubt and ignorance. "As far as I know, those young men were useful to the Master, so killing them at this time wasn't out of a desire for death."
"However, no one knows who the Venerable Leader, the Heaven-Breaker, is except the leader of the Scorpion Order, and no one else."
The atmosphere around Persmill shifted as he looked towards Wilferdall.
"You know that what you said—questioning the identity of the founder of an organization—is forbidden and punishable by Vermouth, isn't that right, Wilferdall?"
Wilferdall moved away from Persmill after He took a step as he drew his sword from its scabbard, an oppressive aura emanating from his body.
"Where do you intend to go with this talk, Crimson Scorpion, Prismill?"
The Crimson Scorpion stared at him for several seconds
before returning his hands to his pockets and leaving. "It's not personal for the dead to know about the affairs of the living. This isn't personal; it's business. A leader has ordered your assassination, Wilferdale, or Leofred, from the world of ed4637466."
Shock flashed behind his mask, a burning pain in his heart. He ripped the mask off, a mocking smile spreading across his face. "A poison that stops the work of messages. Truly grievous, so I don't feel pain. Beautiful, Prismill. Well done."
Leofred's body then collapsed to the ground, lifeless. The powerful poison had shattered and destroyed the blood vessels and nerves within him.
Prismill wandered aimlessly, speaking nonchalantly. "We're not in a fantasy story where heroes always win and villains always lose." With the power of friendship, and we live in a world where the strong in mind win, absolute power prevails.
Meanwhile, Beatrice and Lucy were repelling attacks from the Scorpion Organization's followers through the dome Beatrice had constructed.
"Beatrice, I have a plan. Distract the Scorpion Organization's followers," Lucy said confidently, looking at Beatrice, who nodded in agreement.
"Very good."
Beatrice's aura began to grow stronger, gradually rising into the air as her magical runes began to form.
Beatrice murmured aloud, raising her hands to the sky,
Swords began to appear from outside the runes, launching towards the Scorpion Organization's followers, who seemed somewhat stunned, their faces obscured by masks.
However, Beatrice was certain this attack wouldn't kill any of them, but it would be enough to buy Lucy some time to execute her plan.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Several explosions erupted as swords rained down on the heads of the Scorpion Organization's followers.
"Lucy, are you finished with what you were doing?"
Lucy kept her eyes closed for several seconds without answering Beatrice, who seemed exhausted from the events of the past few days and the fighting against the Scorpion Organization's followers.
The same applied to all the students on the island; 145 students and 45 professors had been killed, and the Scorpion Organization had lost 104 fighters.
"Yes, Jian Yi, Tom, and Armin are coming." At that moment, there were only three seconds left until their arrival. There was a certain relief in Lucy's words as she emanated the aura of a Saint-Rank warrior.
"I admit, this battle isn't easy, even with our high rank. Experience still plays a crucial role. We can't be defeated because of it. We're not in a story where good always wins and evil always loses, are we, Beatrice?"
Beatrice glanced blankly at Lucy for a few seconds before turning her gaze back to the enemies, from whom dust was beginning to settle.
It appeared that some had sustained only minor injuries, which made Beatrice feel a little annoyed. "It's quite annoying. They're really strong. Among them are people of the Half-Ruler rank, a Novice Ruler, and their leader is an Expert Ruler."
A smile of enjoyment spread across Lucy's lips as she looked to her right to find Jian Yi, Armin, and Tom had arrived.
"Mr. Lucy and Mr. Beatrice, are you both alright? Were you hurt?"
There was a hint of concern in Armin's voice as he looked towards Lucy. Tired and Beatrice, who looked her best, seemed to be concealing her true strength.
"Great, you've come, but now is not the time for talk, it's time to fight. So it's best you postpone your conversation for another time," Beatrice said coldly, looking at each of them.
Lucy, Armin, Jian Yi, and Tom all glared at her as they listened.
However, Tom felt a strange sensation; Aline Alessandra's side was drawn to Beatrice with an almost maternal affection.
Nevertheless, he decided to control himself, knowing this was not the time for any feelings whatsoever.
"Alright, let's go. There's no guarantee of victory, but we'll get the living out, no matter the cost."