Inside another house in the West Borough, when cries of "Murder!" and "Help!" rang out, Shoko, a former police officer who had already become an Instigator, instinctively moved to open the window and enter stealth mode to investigate. However, a beautiful woman with a scholarly air reached out and stopped him.
"Ms. Lina..." Shoko looked at the woman blocking him, bewildered.
"Do you really think you're some kind of Backlund vigilante? Even that so-called superhero, Iron Man, wouldn't dare stay in one city for too long. Do you think you're stronger than him?
"If you keep this up, you'll either be caught by the authorities or die at the hands of some Beyonder!" Lina scolded irritably.
The superhero Iron Man had recently become a popular figure in the Loen Kingdom. He traveled through multiple cities, and every appearance of his was accompanied by a blow against evil. Although the newspapers did not seem particularly interested in reporting on him, word of mouth from those he had saved had still earned him considerable fame.
"But... someone was in danger..." Shoko argued weakly.
"Use your brain! Since the person shouting could carry his voice that far, he obviously had some ability! He wasn't truly at the end of his rope when he shouted for help. He was trying to attract the authorities' attention, make the people chasing him wary, and give himself a chance to escape!"
As Lina berated Shoko for failing to meet her expectations, she sighed inwardly. Why were none of the Beyonders I cultivated normal?
The first Clown I raised had been arrogant and conceited. He had even set his sights on me, so I had no choice but to kill him and sell his characteristic.
Alex, who came later, was simply the disgrace of Seers. I heard that