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Shortly after. “The noise stopped. Looks like things got handled over there too.” “Yep. You’re not just cute, your ears are sharp… that’s my little sister for you!” “Because your strategy worked perfectly. You’re seriously amazing!” “We pulled it off because you caught the demon. My Delin is incredible!” ‘Hey, I’m the one who made…

Why Lowell ever picked up a sword. Obviously, it was to protect Rodelin. ‘Father plans to use Rodelin to deal with the Second Legion Commander.’ Was it a desperate misread, or did he really put all his hopes on Rodelin? I didn’t know which, but one thing was crystal clear. ‘I need to get stronger…

[Crossroads event occurred! Please choose one of the two.] [1. Persuade Lowell and help her reconcile with Rodelin (Current Success Rate 65%)] [2. Follow Lowell’s will] Right on cue, a system window popped up. A Crossroads event—one of the game’s usual tricks. The catch with these was simple: the story freezes until you pick one…

Baron Kelven stared vacantly at the shard of a top-grade magic stone. Then he snapped his head up and shouted. “W-We can start over!” “…” “Pjol! With this, we can begin again! No more fighting pointless territorial wars, no more groveling for help like beggars!” Baron Kelven’s eyes brimmed with hope. But Pjol’s gaze held…

Blue flames scattered. Rodelin’s clean vertical slash. Baron Kelven, who had stepped back, frantically felt around his body. Orobas, who had moved to his arm, did the same. “Wh-what?” “A-are we alive? I’m sure we were cut…” No matter how much they touched, there were no signs of being cut. Baron Kelven’s mouth split wide…

Baron Kelven wiped the bodily fluids remaining on his face with his hand. The reason Orobas gave him freedom was simple. Having achieved his primary goal of rendering Lowell unable to fight, there was no reason to keep Baron Kelven bound. Well, it was also a crisis situation. Baron Kelven looked around, trying to assess…

Meanwhile, at the location where the battle with the knights had taken place. “Everyone surrender! Urek, the academy’s guardian, has arrived!” “P-please surrender. I’m begging you!” Shortly after Squirrel Mask left, reinforcements arrived one after another. As their numbers exceeded several dozen, the knights had no choice but to declare their surrender. “Get tied up…

Orobas’s demon magic, [Wandering Storm]. Being a passive skill, I could copy it anytime using [Divine Imitation]. “Th-this is impossible… this can’t be happening!” Orobas’s single eye widened as if about to tear. Partly because I’d used his demon magic [Wandering Storm], but also… ‘My range is wider.’ Currently, Orobas’s demon magic was C-rank. In…

“Hmm…?” Clarity returned to Rodelin’s eyes, which had lost all reason. Alex embracing her defenseless self to protect her. My figure deflecting the thorn shot by the demon, and Lowell collapsed and gasping for breath. Having grasped the situation, Rodelin’s eyes blazed with fire. “I’ll handle the demon! You two protect my sister!” Rodelin tossed…

Meanwhile, at the battlefield where Lowell and Orobas clashed. “Tsk!” Lowell clicked her tongue as she created distance between them. Seeing this, Orobas cackled. “What’s wrong? To think you won’t kill a demon right before your eyes.” “…” “The honor of your noble family will crash to the ground. Kuhuhuhuhuh!” Even at the demon’s mockery,…