Chaos Value -3
The air inside the Orphanage had become horribly murky. Pus seeped from the Wall Seams, while writhing flesh and chains moving through it showed between sections of peeling wall.
At times, it even felt as if Coach Pang's lecherous eyes were watching the outside world from some of the Wall Seams.
However,
the two men who had decided to start the battle walked through the corridors with relaxed, even cheerful, steps.
The portable audio player Yi Chen had searched from one of the security guards was now in his own hands. With his earphones on, he was playing "Come and Get Your Love."
His ax bobbed up and down in rhythm with the song.
His left thumb rubbed over the surface of the gun as well, and his entire body sank into a state of heightened excitement.
Lorien was the exact opposite. He seized the last bit of free time he had, holding a novel in one hand and keeping the other in his pocket. He was so unwilling to look up that he did not even bother watching where he was going.
He was exceptionally quiet, forming a sharp contrast with Yi Chen, who followed the rhythm, sometimes hopping and sometimes stepping along.
Lorien had not taken any of the Security Department's equipment either.
Even among the moon-aspected treasures bestowed by the Duke, only that greatsword had caught his interest. He looked down on these ordinary weapons entirely. Using a weapon was nowhere near as convenient as condensing a surgical knife from moonlight himself.
Perhaps because the Security Department had been wiped out,
the corridor the two men passed through was completely deserted. Not a single faculty member came running out to block their path.
Even when they happened upon a cleaner whose face