Chapter 67. The Three Bullies of the Royal Capital

“There’s no such unreasonable card as 【Pain Spreader】 at all. That would require legendary time-type materials to possibly complete.”

I spread my hands and explained with a helpless look.

“Even if I could really get the materials, I don’t have the ability to make it.”

“Actually, I didn’t even use the heartbreak attack. I didn’t even bring the Cursed Doll in this time.”

“Frata himself was stupid. He used the Pain Shielding, so he couldn’t tell if I was inflicting pain on him.”

Hearing my explanation, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

They also gradually understood some of the inconsistencies.

Even if my card-making skills were high, making two epic cards of the same rank in a week was still too exaggerated.

What’s more, the effect of 【Pain Spreader】 was too terrifying. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it a legendary card.

But the mentally collapsed Frata had no idea that I was using a fraudulent card.

Now Frata was still hiding in the shadow world, trembling, being publicly executed by all the spectators.

Looking at him, it seemed he wouldn't dare to come out no matter what.

At least not until midnight.

But coming out at midnight was even more terrifying.

Even hiding in Phantom Canyon for two or three days before coming out was not safe.

What if I was a timing expert?

Frata finally broke down and cried in despair.

Cloix looked at Frata on the screen, at a loss for words for a moment.

Cloix: “So, even if Frata comes out, he won’t actually be hurt at all?”

Me: “That’s right. I told him long ago that I wouldn’t hurt him. If he judges a gentleman by the standards of a petty man, then there’s nothing I can do.”

Even the cat’s mouth twitched a little when it heard this.

“…Kanzi, be a human, meow.”

Me: “I’m being very human, okay? If it were a villain, Frata might be missing a few parts.”

Cat: “…”

Co: “Food!”

Cloix & Me: “Okay.”

Cat: “???”

Cat: “What are you guys talking about, meow?”

Cloix: “We’re planning to stroll around the Royal Capital and then have dinner together in the evening.”

Cat: “I want to go too, meow!”

Me: “It’s Cornelia’s treat. You have to thank her properly. At the very least, you have to let her touch you.”

Cat: “I suddenly remembered I have something to do this afternoon, meow…”

However, before it could start running, I had already grabbed the scruff of its neck and picked it up.

“Come on, come on, don’t be so polite.”

“Meow meow meow!!”

And so, the Beautiful Mind Squad’s second team-building activity began.

The last celebration feast after returning from the Demon Academy only had me and Cornelia, and it didn't feel as lively as the cooking classroom in the Demon Academy.

This time was different.

There were more people, and non-people.

In the end, the Cat Teacher finally compromised and let Cornelia hold it while it was still.

Even Cornelia, who was mostly expressionless, showed a heartfelt smile.

And in the Phantom Arena.

Frata didn’t dare to come out even after dark.

In the end, the technical staff of the Alchemy Faculty held an emergency meeting and used administrator privileges to forcibly teleport Frata out.

The moment Frata came out, he held his head and screamed in terror.

But the pain that he expected to kill him never came.

Still in shock, he seemed to have frozen in place like a broken machine.

He asked with a trembling voice, “I, why am I okay?”

Alchemy Faculty Teacher: “…You were tricked by Dekan. That 【Pain Spreader】 was a fake.”

Frata was silent for a long time.

He cried and laughed.

Then, overcome with anger, he passed out.

...

A week later.

The streets of the Royal Capital, late at night.

The moonlight was occasionally blocked by passing dark clouds, and the shadows under the lights appeared particularly dark.

There were basically no pedestrians on the streets now.

Frata walked aimlessly, looking lost.

He, who had always been meticulous about his appearance, was now casually wearing a coat, with his collar wrinkled and crooked.

He looked drunk, with his head hanging down and his hair messy.

Frata had been skipping class for a week.

He didn’t want to go back to school, nor did he know what the point of continuing to study was.

He had become a joke now.

“Hee hee~”

Just then, a ghostly figure appeared beside him at some point, and a bell-like laughter drifted into his ear.

“Do you want to crush Dekan under your feet?”

The woman’s voice had a bewitching magic, like a poppy flower that easily made people fall.

Hearing her words, Frata’s body suddenly stiffened.

He raised his dull eyes to look at the woman, but didn't answer.

“I believe you already understand that ordinary methods won’t work against him.”

“And we can give you the power to contend with him.”

“Only black can fight against dark.”

The woman circled around Frata like a phantom, and gently slipped a card into the pocket of his chest.

Then she pressed her hands on his shoulders and said in his ear:

“Frata, you can come to us anytime if you’ve thought it through.”

Then, the figure, accompanied by a faint laughter, dissipated into the streets like a blown-away black mist.

Leaving only Frata standing there in a daze.

...

When the woman appeared again, she was already in an alley on the other side of the street.

“A good pawn. With him, we can begin to devour Dekan step by step.”

Along with the murmur, she removed the disguise that was wrapped in shadow.

She turned into a young woman in a linen dress, gentle and lovely.

This was her original appearance, and also her normal state when hiding in the Royal Capital.

It wouldn't make anyone associate her with a powerful cultist.

“Dekan, you are destined to fall into our embrace…”

A pleasant curve couldn't help but appear on the corners of her mouth.

As she was about to leave the alley and go home, she seemed to sense a slight sound of air being cut at high speed.

Thud!

Before her brain could analyze the sense of incongruity, a heavy blow from an unknown source knocked her out.

The crows were startled by the sudden movement and flew up. Along with a burst of noise, the sky darkened a little more.

Black mist began to fill the alley, as if it had become the entrance to hell.

A red-haired girl jumped down from a high place and picked up the hammer she had just thrown.

Then she took out a black cloth bag, put it over the woman’s head, and tied it around her neck with a rope.

She dragged the woman by her feet into the depths of the alley.

“Hmph hmph.”

I stood on a high place of a building by the alley, looking down at the ground, sneering and shaking my head.

The moonlight shone on my back, covering my face with a perfect shadow, leaving only my pupils particularly clear.

Cloix beside me also dispelled his disguise magic, and the two of us and the Ruined Poet all revealed ourselves.

“I had long suspected that some ill-intentioned person would take the opportunity to bewitch the heartbroken young man. Didn’t I just catch one?”

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