Delaine was in a very good mood today.
It wasn't just because he had watched a battle between powerhouses from somewhere safe.
More importantly, he had earned a promotion and a raise.
The reason was simple enough: his immediate superior had fucking died!
And now he had a chance to climb another three ranks.
All he had to do was bring back the Black Tide Society's traitor, Miss Siana!
When he first received the assignment, Delaine felt his blood run cold.
A sixth-tier spellcaster!
An insanely powerful Arcanist!
Me, fight Siana?
But once he learned that Miss Siana had already been gravely wounded by Lord Thorn, the Thunder Emperor, Delaine felt his spine straighten again!
Would he win?
Of course he would!
That had been a mountain-shattering blow from Lord Thorn, the Thunder Emperor!
No mortal could possibly survive a punch like that!
Just then, he spotted a flash of vivid red at the street corner.
It was a red no mixture of pigments could ever reproduce.
"Oho~?"
The corners of Delaine's mouth lifted. Heaven really was smiling on him.
Three ranks higher, here I come.
But just as Delaine led his squad up to the alley, a pair of military boots suddenly marched out in a goose step.
"Hm? Halt! Who goes-eep!"
Delaine had drawn the gun at his waist the instant he saw the tips of those boots.
He could tell that this wasn't a Black Tide Society uniform.
If the man wasn't with the Black Tide Society, he had to be Siana's accomplice.
Capturing Siana would earn him three ranks. Capturing her accomplice ought to earn him some cash, at least, right?
So he drew his gun and readied his Secret Art.
Yet when he got a clear look at Lude-or, more precisely, the badge on his