Duke Kraus examined the piece of paper in his hand. It had all of the information about the boy named Riel Alheim written on it. A commoner boy, raised by a single mother and lives with two adopted children. There was nothing exceptional or memorable in his first 18 years of life, one may argue. From the time he was born until he was 18 years old, only one line was written about him. However, the remainder of the document was crammed with specifics. -Signed up for the BrightWing Academy. -Working at a newly formed core shop that quickly became the empire's largest core supplier. -The mother's connection to the Whitepalace family has been revealed. And so forth. Kraus frowned. While the information does not accurately characterize Riel, anyone may pick up on something. When Riel reached the age of 18, he had undergone a complete transformation. The boy who was supposed to be mediocre for the rest of his life had transformed into a student with the potential of a genius. 'He he
This particular day, the Kraus family's mansion was dreary. The customary swarm of combatants honing their skills on the ground was nowhere to be found. The servants, maids, and personnel of the mansion all had troubled expressions and were nervous as they went about their duties. It was all because the Duke had summoned several employees from the mansion within the Kraus family's famous prison barely an hour before. “Argh! Duke, have mercy! Grhh!” As a person squished him with his fist, he exploded into a puddle of blood. Duke Kraus' eyes shone with no remorse as he massacred the people who had worked in his house for years. Everyone in front of him had spent years maintaining the mansion, delivering him food, and caring for his own daughter. But it was also the reason he wasn't hesitating. These people were able to bring their hearts to harm the very people who had fed them and given them a job, even causing harm to his daughter. Nothing could compare to Kraus's daughter. Even
The club fair's security was much tighter today than it had been in the past. The number of soldiers was enormous, and everyone had been trained to an extremely high standard.Everyone expected this, given who was scheduled to attend the club fair.Because the purpose of holding the club fair was to hold a council meeting with the other great powers once a year.A grand elder from the association, an elven empire high elf, a beast empire chieftain, and a Brightwing empire delegate.Cleo Brig, the headmaster of the Brightwing Academy, was the Brightwing Empire's representative.She walked inside the council chamber. The interior of the chamber was broad and then round, with seats navigating a panel in the centre.
I used the system to scan the surroundings. And I was correct: there were an unusually large number of Lycans prowling around.I had a feeling something was awry. And I can only hope it wasn't what I was thinking.'You guys aren't so stupid to cause a commotion, aren't you?' I was exhausted because I had just walked tens of kilometres and hadn't received enough rest."Have you ever seen a hero, Riel?"Eliza unexpectedly asked me a question."A hero? No, I don't even know what their names are.""I heard a hero visited the academy today. I wish I could meet him or her, I'd like to see how different they are from me."Was i
"Who are you?!"Fabian looked at the student uncomfortably, not knowing who he was but thinking he seemed familiar. He'd met him during the conflict, but Fabian had forgotten who Riel was."Oh, please accept my apologies for informing you that I am the elder cousin of your second aunt's brother-in-third law's nephew from the garbage family. You don't recall me?" I stepped forward and made a friendly introduction.Fabian didn't take the disparaging remarks personally. He only had one task for today: he had to get rid of Eliza Kraus.He had been practising as hard as he could since his father asked him to undertake this duty. He had changed quite a deal in such a short period of time.
Boom!“Cough!”As he lay crushed behind a wall, a massive muscular man vomited up blood, his eyes wide with horror. His body was covered in purple blotches and bruises.A 'thing' he didn't recognize stood in front of him. Tyr wasn't sure whether he should call it a beast or a human.A beast having the head of a wolf but the body of a humanoid that didn't pale in contrast to any Orcs.Just a few minutes before, the figure was a feeble mage Tyr could easily destroy, but now he had been defeated in a physical confrontation."Who or what are you?"He asked, inhaling deeply as he examined his injuries. But he seemed unconcerned
"Could you inform me of the situation?"I asked the obese nobility dressed in fancy clothes; the amount of fat on their bodies offended me for the first time. Nobles, whether evil or virtuous, tended to appear dignified. But these nobles were the worst.They were both hideous, snooty, and evil.I could see his knights almost out of breath from lugging such a fat bastard and escaping harm.The official looked up and down at Riel before deciding to ignore him. If it had been another time, the official would not have let Riel go so easy after insulting him. Apparently, asking him a question was considered offensive.But now all he could think of was returning home to safety.Thud!
Elia made a motion toward Lance, which was promptly detected by Lance, who almost responded in disbelief until Elia stopped him.It would have been risky for them to act rashly and aggravate the situation, so they waited for a chance.Screams could be heard outside the dorm building. It was clear from the smoke rising from the windows that the academy had been besieged. Elia, as a student at the institution, felt obligated to do something about it.While Lance felt ashamed by the fact that the academy had been so readily breached.But, after some more thought on the timing of the attack and its efficiency, both of them came to a realization.'The attack was intended to cause strife among the Empires.'