That afternoon, in the Royal Capital of the Re-Estize Kingdom.
With Eight Fingers wiped out and seventeen great nobles thrown into prison, public order throughout the Royal Capital had not descended into chaos. Instead, under Batman's crackdown, it displayed an unprecedented clarity and calm.
In the garden of a luxurious side hall outside the royal palace.
Lin Xiao, dressed in casual clothes, sat on a bench with Daigo, drinking soda.
Nearby, Naruto was animatedly gesturing as he told Saitama about his glorious feat of "flattening a casino with one Rasengan."
Amid this pleasant afternoon atmosphere.
Two disguised figures silently passed through the side hall's corridors and approached the garden shrubs.
They were Jircniv, Emperor of the Baharuth Empire, who had slipped in incognito, and the empire's national treasure, a sixth-tier high-ranking magic caster who had lived for over two hundred years.
Fluder Paradyne.
"Lord Fluder, look at those people."
Jircniv hid in the shadows, wearing a beret pulled low to conceal his severely thinning scalp, and spoke nervously in a lowered voice:
"The intelligence reports said that black-haired young man and that blond brat overturned the entire Royal Capital through unimaginable means. You have lived for two centuries. Can you see what method they used?"
Jircniv took a deep breath and pressed a hand against his faintly aching stomach, trying to comfort himself with reason:
No matter what, the man standing beside him was Fluder, the ceiling of human magic on the continent—a living legend skilled in countless tiers of magic, whose lifespan surpassed that of ordinary people! Even if those people truly possessed some secret treasure, the empire still had the confidence to fight or negotiate!
However.
The old mage Fluder standing beside him did not answer.
Deep in the old man's eyes, his innate special ability, the Eye