Walpurgis Royal Meccha Academy had a full two hundred years of tradition behind it. It was also a self-governing territory with its own autonomy, making it practically a fortified stronghold. Not only was it surrounded by towering walls, but it was also defended by as many as seven guard units. Every professor was a highly skilled expert in Mekuraku Magecraft, while the students were elites handpicked from across the various nations. The scale of this force was obvious with even a little thought.
What was more, this was the Year of the Eclipse, when the Night Party held once every four years would take place. From legendary antique dolls to the latest models produced by various workshops, high-performance Automaton Dolls had gathered here. Under the control of outstanding Doll Masters, the power they could unleash was absolutely no weaker than the mechanical mage corps of an entire nation.
Not to mention, the Strongest Magus of the 19th Century was stationed here.
With such power, even the great nations would not dare move against it lightly.
So, who could ever have imagined it?
An academy like this had been easily overrun today.
"Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa----!"
When that shrill sound pressure reverberated like sound waves in every direction, enveloping the entire academy, nearly ninety percent of the Automaton Dolls within it lost control in an instant.
"Wait!"
"What's going on...!?"
"Stop!"
"Come back!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh...!"
The students had originally been walking around every corner of the academy with their Automaton Dolls, chatting and laughing as they went about their business, or studying in the various school buildings. Then their Automaton Dolls suddenly went berserk. Some began launching aimless attacks at everything around them, while others activated their Magic Circuits and attacked the people nearby with magecraft, plunging the academy into chaos.
In the midst of