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In the end, no further attacks occurred.

Once Queen Luna has repaired the seal surrounding Rifle, the case will be closed.

Just waiting for that time, Adele, the most sensual person in the Demibeast Kingdom, is leading the Demibeast Kingdom to the boundary.

“Adele?”

Looking at the situation in the morning, lightly running water back to the room.

I met Adele.

“Ah, ancestor. Good morning.”

“Good morning. It's been a long night. ”

I gave water to Adele.

“Thank you so much for preparing hand-water. ”

Adele looks at me with an impressive look.

It's just water I left to drink. Meeting Adele was just a coincidence.

Well, it's a good thing.

“Puha.”

Adele takes a cool shot at the water.

“So you're going to rest now? ”

“No, I just need to wake Lena up and get back to work. ”

“· · · · · Wake Lena? ”

Weren't you on night watch last night?

I heard you might.

“Yes. Last night, he finally fell asleep without beating the horse. ”

“· · · · · · · · Aha. ”

Turns out Lena had a pretty bad night's sleep.

I used to doze off like a sick chicken after midnight, even though I was having fun.

“Growing up? ”

“Yes, it's a common feature of Demibeasts of this age. It's a time of rapid growth, and it's a time of great reflexes. ”

“Ahhh!”

It wasn't just Lena telling me to sleep.

“Then why don't you let her sleep some more? ”

Good night, big guy.

“I'd love to, but Luna wants to show Lena her final regenerative magic. ”

“I don't think so. You don't get many chances like this. ”

“If anything happens to Luna, Lena is the only one who can replace this closure. ”

“· · · · · · · Yes. ”

There is no such thing as unconditional.

We should always be prepared for one at all times.

Not just Luna, but me.

“Well done, then. ”

“Yes. Rest well with your ancestors. ”

I looked at Adele as she was getting farther away, and I looked at the morning sky as it was getting brighter.

“· · · · · · First objective achieved. ”

Creating the force to help was successful.

* * *

West of the United States.

A temporary residence nestled in Xavier's headquarters.

I woke up with a surprised look on my face.

“What did you just say? ”

White hair unique to heaven.

A body that draws a colorful curve.

A beautiful owner who can claim to be beautiful even when he is wearing a mask that covers his eyes.

I asked with a surprised expression.

“Mephisto has been subdued in Alveheim, and Release and Bazett have disappeared in Rifle. Is that what you're saying? ”

The mysterious pupils that appear to be between the masks are slightly trembling.

“Yes, it is. ”

Metatron, the secretary in charge of the spiritual throne, replied.

Like nature, he was a handsome man with white hair.

“It was said to have been completely prevented without any casualties. ”

“No one has died.” ”

I sat down again, exhaling heavily.

“In the eyes of the secretary, do you think that's possible? ”

“Common sense makes it impossible. ”

Metatron swings his hand up.

At that moment, Metatron's white magic shaped it into a single globe, expanding and illuminating the Korean Peninsula and the archipelago.

Among them, red emerges where the royal palaces of Albheim and Riperiel are.

“As you can see, both of their raid points were royal palaces. Mephisto, release, bazette. As an executive with extraordinary abilities before the genocide, there must have been enormous casualties. ”

Civilians and soldiers should all be dead.

“Not just the damage, either Alvehem or Riperiel were not at odds, even if they were destroyed. ”

Even if the monarch of Ripariel and queen of Alvehem had the strength to surpass the faction, it would have been difficult to defeat the three.

Against Illinois and Jean, who fight in chains of their own people.

Mephisto, Release and Bazett use their people as their strength.

Situationally, imaginatively, and of course, pushed back.

“It is virtually impossible to ‘vanish’ the three without leaving one victim in that situation. ”

“But if that's not possible, there must be a reason why it happened. Do you have any data on that? ”

“Yes, of course. ”

The screen changed again with the magical flow of the mephisto.

“This is a diagram of the Magical Flow Density and the time of Magical Distribution at that time. ”

The celestial body's pupils, which examined the diagram, grew very slightly.

“Both regions have very little combat time. ”

The battle in Alvehem lasted about 15 minutes.

The battle in Referel lasted about 8 minutes.

Both are very short.

“Plus, the magical density of Alvehem is very low, whereas the magical density of Referel is very high. ”

“That's weird. ”

I opened my eyes sharply.

“Given the nature of the mephisto, the magical density of Alvehem should have been high. ”

Mephisto's ability is a ‘focus of evil' that grows stronger as more enemies are around it.

Given his ability, the magical density in the heart of the palace should have risen dramatically.

“And the magical density of Ripariel was the norm. Releases and bazets use the power of 'regular’, not magical. ”

Nevertheless, Republiel's magical density is strangely high.

“With this data, I was able to come up with a hypothesis. ”

A bright light flows from Metatron's mysterious pupil.

The Divine Spirit seemed to reach the same conclusion as Metatron.

“Was the hypothesis that Albheim and Repairiel knew there would be a faction raid in advance?” ”

“Yes, it is. ”

This was the only conclusion that could be drawn from this record.

“The lower the Magic density of Alvehem is because Alvehem has evacuated the people in advance, and the higher the Magic density of Rieferriel is because Luna, the wife of the king, has activated the enchantments prepared in advance. That's what we can guess. ”

And in order to do that, you need to know about the raid in advance.

“If you knew about the raid, it would make sense that the combat time was extremely short. ”

If you've set a trap, it's only a matter of time before the battle begins.

Metatron's hypotheses were all making sense.

But I have one question.

“But how did they know about the attack on the Faction? ”

The natural eye narrowed to a question.

“Neither I, nor the secretary, nor Dragon Lord. no one had noticed the subtle behavior of the faction. ”

“That's · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Metatron bows.

“Sorry, I haven't figured it out yet. ”

That's all Metatron knew.

“Secretary.”

Nature rose again from its place.

“Keep your head up. That's nothing to be sorry about. ”

Then he approaches Metatron and raises him up.

“It's a great thing you got there in such a short time. Well done.”

“Cheonsin · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”