A Dilemma

The yellow silk was stained dark brown with blood.

Whether they were sorcerers or witchers, everyone stared at the flag for a long time.

Without using magic, Hen Gedimidis stepped forward and gently lifted a small opening in the flag of Kedwen.

"Phew~"

Henry Gedimidis sighed.

Beneath the flag, Haxor a bloody mess, his death utterly gruesome.

He couldn't even find eyes to cover the gold coins.

then.

Henry Gedimidis knew that this time, Ben Ade Academy was in danger.

Even though they have the most powerful wizards, they still have very deep ties with the nobles of the Northern Continent.

It's meaningless.

As long as they don't intend to break the rules, even the most powerful magic they possess will be useless.

Having good relationships with various noble families is naturally very useful when things are going well.

But when facing adversity, especially when confronted with the hatred of a king who killed his father, things might be different.

Therefore, Ben Ade is in danger!

It doesn't have to be far.

The rise and fall of the Witcher is a good example of this.

When the supreme authority in a region wants to make things difficult for a power or an individual, as long as it doesn't want to resort to force or directly overturn the table...

It will only decline and fall.

The same applies to them, Ban Ade.

At least when choosing a court wizard, the new king of Kedwen could also choose witches like Aretuza.

It got even worse.

If the new king were to pin his hatred for his father's murder on Ben Ade.

Henry Gedimidis could hardly imagine how much suffering his line of male wizards, the Ban Ade, would endure in the decades to come.

After sighing inwardly, Hen Gedimidis lowered his head and pondered, trying to find a way out for the future of the academy.

But I just couldn't think of a feasible solution.

The king died in Ban Ade.

The cause of death is clear.

The sudden Conjunction of the Spheres summoned a monster that killed him.

Hundreds of people present witnessed this scene. Countless male wizards sent carrier pigeons to their families, and even two School of the Cat witchers who knew the truth escaped.

There's no way to hide it.

and.

This cause of death wouldn't be a big problem anywhere, except for Ban Ade.

As one of the two places on the Northern Continent with the deepest research into magic and space, Ban Ad simply cannot prove it...

Was this a natural disaster or a man-made one?

Was it intentional? Or unintentional?

Although, based on the apprentice's description, it seems that Haxor was indeed unlucky, as he happened to be sitting directly below the Conjunction of the Spheres.

Ban Ade also gained nothing from the king's death.

instead...

Henry Gedimidis's indifferent gaze swept over the several witchers.

Ironically, the School of the Wolf, which was most hated by Haxor, benefited the most.

One of the most powerful enemies died, and with that enemy's death, another enemy was tripped up.

They are highly suspicious.

Even someone of his status knows that such responsibility cannot be shifted onto the Witcher.

Even the most arrogant nobles with the most superficial understanding of the occult know that witchers don't know magic, only some magical tricks called signs.

If you investigate further, the fact that Witcher gets dizzy from teleportation portals might even be uncovered.

therefore.

Attributing the Conjunction of the Spheres to the king's hatred of the School of the Wolf and his death at the hands of the Witcher is not feasible.

This is a difficult situation!

Henry Gedimidis sighed again.

but.

It's not good to keep everyone tied down here.

then.

Hen Gedimidis gently lowered the flag, rose, looked at Soyer, and said softly:

"Grandmaster, what are your school's plans for the future?"

Soyer didn't know what the wizard in front of him wanted to do. After pondering for a moment, he said:

"If you have nothing else to do, we're preparing to return to Kaer Morhen."

Although hordes of monsters roam the city of Choleraban Ad.

However, Soyer did not intend to take Vesemir and the others to clear out the monsters on his own without being invited by his master.

This is, after all, the territory of the male witch.

It would be taboo to do this when they are capable of solving the problem themselves.

Hen Gedimidis was not surprised to hear what Soyer said.

However, he shook his head, stroked his beard, and suggested:

"Grandmaster, could you be entrusted with the task of eliminating those calamities that have fallen from the sky in this city?"

"As you can see, Ban Ad has a big problem to deal with."

"As for the remuneration..."

"We can offer a bounty of five Oren for each water ghost. What do you say?"

Soyer and Vesemir looked at each other in bewilderment.

Although the male wizards of Ban Ade have ill intentions, even now, no one knows what conspiracy is hidden beneath their filthy robes.

But the School of the Wolf would not refuse such a commission.

The Witcher's mission is to hunt monsters and protect humanity.

Even though... these humans are among the less friendly ones.

then.

"Can."

Soyer nodded slightly and left with Vesemir and several witchers.

After watching the witcher carrying two swords leave and making arrangements for the wizard apprentices in the arena, the gentle smile on Henry Gedimidis's face vanished instantly.

Most of the wizards who returned with him led their apprentices to cleanse the academy of water ghosts.

Only two male wizards remained with him.

"Dean, why entrust it to those witchers? With Ben Ade's strength, we can handle it ourselves..."

One of the younger wizards was indignant to see Hen Gedimidis entrusting the task to those damned freaks.

Are you going?

Henry Gedimidis glanced at him and interrupted.

"Huh?" The young wizard was taken aback.

"I said, if I assigned you to deal with those water ghosts, would you go?"

The young wizard was speechless.

To be honest, with his strength, killing some water ghosts would definitely not be a problem.

but...

Why would he work for those lower-class people?

then.

The young wizard stammered, unable to give his consent even at the risk of offending the dean.

Hen Gedimidis knew his male wizards well and didn't hold a grudge.

"The king died in his own home, who would have the mind to go outside and play hide-and-seek with the water ghosts?"

"Witchers were created to do this kind of thing."

"We're just spending some money."

"The dean of Ban Ad Academy said indifferently."

The young wizard had no choice but to keep quiet.

At this moment.

Another wizard, looking worriedly at the corpse on the ground, turned his head to look at Henry Gedimidis:

"Dean, the king is dead."

"The royal family and nobles of Ad Kalai are unlikely to let this go."

"What should we do..."

After a pause, he glanced around, confirming that only the three of them remained in the arena, and then whispered:

"And then there are the Witchers, who originally planned to destroy Kaer Morhen by the end of this year..."

"Now that the king is dead... I wonder if Haxor has made any arrangements for the rioting civilians and mercenaries... If not..."

Should we continue with the year-end plans?

Hen Gedimidis heard this.

He simply stared indifferently at the Black Unicorn banner on the ground.

He remained silent for a long time.

"Ah!"

"Help!"

"Caw! Caw!"

The world outside Ben Ade Academy was like the end of the world, filled with cries for help, screams, and roars.

A strong smell of blood filled the air.

Blood was smeared on the uneven ground.

Mutilated corpses were piled up haphazardly on the street.

There are also a large number of water ghosts that chase and bite humans.

The once bustling Upper East Side is now like a living hell.

actually.

Large cities like Ben Ade usually have strong defenses, so they shouldn't be in such a state because of mere water ghosts.

These are, after all, just some Lesser Monsters.

The guards' weapons are mixed with silver to help them deal with these common monsters.

However.

The news that the king had just been killed by monsters spread like wildfire from the academy, unchallenged.

The bureaucrats managing the city are now worried about their future, busy networking and seeking political capital.

They have no interest in caring about the ordinary people in the city who are suffering terribly.

Furthermore, due to the Conjunction of the Spheres, the falling water ghosts were distributed almost evenly throughout the city.

The guards were like headless flies, extremely inefficient.

therefore.

The entire city suffered heavy casualties.

The situation only improved after the Witcher of the School of the Wolf left the academy.

After leaving Ban Ade College and seeing this scene before me.

Ailin remained silent, brandishing Elsa and charging at any water ghosts he saw.

Huus, Bont, and Fred were still just children.

They also remembered the unfair treatment the School of the Wolf witchers had received in the city over the past two weeks.

You could even say that...

They had never felt a single bit of kindness in Ban Ade.

therefore.

Although they were also under Ailin's leadership, they also killed the water ghosts they saw in batches and rescued civilians.

But he kept muttering something under his breath, and even though there was a reward, he seemed somewhat reluctant.

They didn't quite understand Ailin's bitter and resentful look.

As for Soyer and Vesemir.

They had more or less guessed some of the truth, and after exchanging a glance, they didn't say anything more.

Follow behind the young witcher, filling in any gaps in his knowledge.

To prevent them from getting carried away while hunting and being caught off guard by the water ghosts.

that's all.

The Witcher of the School of the Wolf fought their way from the Upper City to the Lower City.

Countless water ghost corpses were torn apart and scattered haphazardly along the bloody path behind them.

until...

As I walked through a secluded alley, I was suddenly stopped by someone.

What's the story behind this city?

"Why are there sudden earthquakes and so many monsters appearing?"

"What are you doing now? Aren't you going to leave?"

A cool voice came from the shadows of the building, causing Soyer and Vesemir, at the back of the line, to stop in their tracks.

The four young witchers seemed to hear nothing and continued to fight their way through the monsters ravaging the street.

The next second.

A graceful figure draped in a black robe and wearing a hood suddenly appeared in front of Vesemir.

It's Lady Vesemir.

According to the agreed plan.

Several witchers from the School of the Wolf left Ban Ad Academy.

Apart from Ailin and Vesemir, all the other witchers will be sent back to Kaer Morhen by her.

so.

To prevent unexpected situations from occurring.

All day long, she remained hidden in Ban Ade, in the shadows of the buildings, watching with shock and worry as the earth-shattering changes took place in this wizarding city.

"It is the Conjunction of the Spheres."

Vesemir, who was guarding the young witcher, quickly answered when he saw the Sorceress.

"The Conjunction of the Spheres summoned these water ghosts..."

"Conjunction of the Spheres?"

After catching the keyword, Vesemir subconsciously glanced at Ailin was engrossed in killing the water ghost not far away.

Ailin kept his head down, wielding his silver sword and creating streaks of silver light.

He didn't say a word and looked like he was in a very bad mood.

Vesemir then turned her head to look at Soyer.

"Haxor is dead!" Soyer said.

"Huh?" Vesemir was taken aback.

"Uh... it's a bit complicated to explain..." Soyer paused, organizing his thoughts, "During the Apprentice Tournament, there were two sudden Conjunction of the Spheres in the arena of Ban Ade Academy..."

"In short..."

"Haxor was crushed to death by a large monster that suddenly appeared during the Conjunction of the Spheres."

"The male witches are now hiring the water ghosts that are rampaging through the city of Qingli..."

ah?

Vesemir was a little dazed.

He recognized every single word Soyer said, so why couldn't she understand it when they were put together?

The Conjunction of the Spheres summoned a massive monster that crushed King Kedwen to death at Ban Ade Academy.

Is there really such a good thing?

The Sorceress's gaze swept over Soyer and Vesemir.

Judging from their expressions, this bizarre thing actually seems to be true?

Something's not right!

The once-in-a-century Conjunction of the Spheres happened to occur during the apprenticeship competition between the School of the Wolf and the School of the Cat.

And it just so happened to be in Ban Ade, and it just so happened to kill Haxor...

The probability of each of these events happening is approximately zero.

The three are combined into one...

Is it really possible for this to happen?

but...

Vesemir looked at Ailin.

Is this a good thing, no matter what?

Why is Ailin so depressed?

If you don't understand, just ask.

The Sorceress's voice rang directly in Soyer's mind.

"What happened to Ailin?"

"Isn't Haxor's death a good thing for your school?"

Upon hearing this, Soyer glanced at the hellish scene around him and sighed in his mind.

"Filius Miraculi— the Child of Miracle —was born in a bitter and cold land."

"Death and rebirth, non-human beings bring blood and fire."

The Sorceress paused for a moment.

The Child of Miracle...

Blood and fire...

Subconsciously, I followed Soyer's gaze and looked around.

Crimson blood flowed freely across the land.

The School of the Wolf's witchers eliminated the monsters in the upper city, but that doesn't mean they eliminated the chaos at the same time.

In the direction they came from.

Thick smoke billowed, swirling and reaching straight into the sky.

Obviously.

After the natural disaster subsided, man-made disasters took the lead.

The Sorceress glanced at Ailin with surprise, then asked in Soyer's mind, with a hint of astonishment.

"You mean... Ailin orchestrated all of this?"

"I don't know, but..." Soyer shook his head, "It can't all be such a coincidence, can it?"

"Who else but the Child of Miracle could do that?"

The Sorceress remained silent.

"Please comfort him, Vesemir!"

"This is not his fault!"