Lia, Fire Meteor!

The momentary burst of flames erupted from within, its waves of fire spreading outward a full seven or eight meters and covering nearly half of the Clock Tower's Top Layer!

Gray Falcon did not even have time to scream before his entire body shattered in the raging flames and turned to ash.

Even Laro was burned in the process—the fire spread onto him. But he seemed to have anticipated it. The moment he snapped out of the daze caused by foreseeing the future, he threw himself forward ahead of time. That allowed him to dodge the initial explosion, leaving him merely singed by the flames.

Without hesitation, he rolled across the ground and quickly extinguished the fire.

—They had only exchanged one move, yet one of the four had already been eliminated! Misfortune never came singly—right then, they happened to trigger the conditions for a special victory!

Choose one of three: When only the final three ritual participants remain, one must be eliminated within the time limit, or all three will be considered failures.

A ten-minute countdown simultaneously appeared in the minds of the remaining three.

—The fight had already been difficult enough, and now they had to forcibly eliminate one more person! They instinctively exchanged glances.

Before either of the other two could say anything, Laro practically leaped up from the ground and said, "I'll do it!"

"No, Laro!"

The Princess cried out urgently.

"Hey..."

Even in such a desperate situation, Laro was still grinning cheekily. "At worst, I'll just surrender."

He only looked toward Miss Aleister and said solemnly, "Remember the prophecy poem I mentioned—the Starry Sky Prophecy Poem of the Midnight Poet!"

"...I know."

Miss Aleister nodded gravely.

Of course she knew this class.

It was a rare class that could be advanced to only after a