—Souichirou Kuzuki.
"Hmm?!"
After a brief moment of despair, Medea suddenly realized that she showed no signs of returning to the Throne of Heroes.
On the contrary, the supply of magical energy flowing through her was endless and unceasing, as though she were connected to a mountain of mana—almost... infinite.
Lord Souichirou should not have died, but where had he gone? And what was going on here?
Medea's mind was a complete mess.
Honestly, even she, one of the top five magi of the Divine Era, could not make sense of the situation at all.
Her gaze swept over her surroundings and met Hachiman Hikigaya's eyes. His gaze immediately darted away.
Medea instantly turned into a shadow and shifted behind Hachiman Hikigaya. She pressed a dagger to his back and temporarily cut off his Magic Formal Wear.
She raised a hand, an intensely violet light glowing in her palm as she aimed it at Hachiman Hikigaya's face, ready to strike.
"Brat, if you know anything, tell me immediately."
"Uh."
Hachiman Hikigaya thought for a second, and the last trace of life faded from his dead fish eyes.
In this situation, it felt like he would die whether he spoke or stayed silent.
So should he speak or not?
Just as he was about to give up struggling.
He suddenly remembered... there were still two other teams in this round, and his brothers and sisters were all still in the game.
"Ugh."
Hachiman Hikigaya lowered his head and sighed.
After this update, the Chat Group could only be used as a Team Channel, so he had no way to relay information to the other two teams in time.
Judging by the current situation.
The entire Fuyuki City map might spiral out of control before long.
Laios was probably already dead, and