Inside the office.
Ansu watched Bishop Leonard, who had voiced his doubts about him. There was not the slightest hint of nervousness on his face; instead, he smoothly began fabricating the story of how he had investigated the terrorist organization.
After all, he was more familiar with this routine than anyone...
The story itself was simple: Freya had told him that many bad people were lurking in the city, including the Squirrel Gang, which had been carrying out terrorist attacks. As a kindhearted and enthusiastic "friend of the Church" who harbored a sense of justice, Ansu naturally could not pretend nothing was happening.
Furthermore, given his familiarity with the Black Port District, he had deliberately kept an eye on places frequented by all sorts of shady characters, especially gambling houses and taverns.
One day, he saw the West Street tavern transporting barrel after barrel of oak casks covered in black cloth. Ordinary people would naturally assume they contained alcohol, but as a top student of alchemical chemistry, Ansu immediately realized something was wrong!
The smell was off!
So he began frequenting that tavern as a customer while secretly investigating it. In the end, he made a shocking discovery...
That tavern had secretly stockpiled a massive quantity of dangerous explosives!
"These villains must be planning to cause a huge explosion in the city! They've done this before!" Ansu indignantly swept his gaze across everyone present. "How can this be allowed!? As a friend of the Church, I absolutely cannot act as though nothing happened!"
"So today, I intended to go to the school and meet up with Bishop Paul and Freya. But neither of them came today, so I could only wait until school was over and planned to personally visit our Holy Dome Cathedral."
"But unexpectedly, the moment I stepped