“Are you okay?”
 
“Yes, I’m fine. Thank you for your concern…”
 
After carrying the injured disciplinary committee members to the infirmary and leaving their treatment to Minnea and other medical committee members, I went to check on Leia, who was sitting on the bed after receiving treatment.
 
Leia had been protecting the injured while fighting until Misha and I arrived, so she had sustained some serious, though not life-threatening, injuries.… Read more

 
The scene shifts slightly earlier than when Rourke and Misha received the report about the intruders.… Read more

Time passed, and it was after school.
 
While many students were heading to the arena for the ranking match, I was making my way to the student council room. On the way, I ran into a junior I wasn’t particularly eager to meet.
 
“Ah, Rourke-senpai.”
 
“Ugh.”
 
“That reaction hurts, senpai.”
 
I couldn’t help but grimace, and my junior, Tsukikage Akari, expressed her dissatisfaction, though her expression didn’t match her words.… Read more

 
Several days had passed since I emerged victorious from the intense ranking match with Ophelia.
 
The aftermath of the fight left me with an overwhelming sense of fatigue, but lectures continued as usual. Today, like every other day, I dragged my heavy as lead body toward the classroom where the lecture would be held.
 
“Hey, Rourke… are you okay?”
 
“Oh, Gareth. Honestly, I’m still exhausted.”
 
“If you’re that tired, you should just skip class.”… Read more

 
“Eutrea Academy is the only institution in the Kingdom of Romus dedicated to training spirit masters. With a history spanning over a century, this prestigious academy boasts not only talented individuals from royalty and nobility but also houses valuable historical texts and spirit-related materials within its grounds. Naturally, its defense systems are equally impressive.”
 
In a dimly lit room, a man wearing a white mask spoke to Haunted, who sat backward on a chair, listening intently, about the details of Eutrea Academy.… Read more

An old, solitary house stood on the outskirts of the Academy City.

Inside, three men were gathered, deep in conversation.

“I hear the simple contract with the evil spirit sent to the Luna Ruins has expired,”

muttered the youngest-looking man with light brown hair, hands clasped behind his head, speaking as if it were someone else’s problem.

“Does that mean someone defeated that high-ranking evil spirit? Not bad. Who did it, Haunted?”

asked the man wearing a white mask, exuding an eerie atmosphere.… Read more