Royal Karakuri College, Faculty of Law, Wall-Burghes Royal Karakuri College.

This is a school building located a little bit away from the Faculty of Medicine.

In a practice room used for debates in this school building, there are many people gathered at this time.

It was densely packed, and if you counted carefully, there would have to be at least nearly thirty figures.

Of the nearly thirty figures, a total of thirteen were students, and the rest were all very heterogeneous existences.

They were dressed in steel armor, with a shawl in front of them, with a black cross painted on it, and even the armor was carved with a relief of roses, and they wore full-face helmets on their heads, which looked solemn and sturdy, reminiscent of a group of crusaders in the Middle Ages.

Such a dress, such an anomaly, tells others that these people are all automata, and they are also very realistic-looking humanoid dolls, standing next to a student one by one.

It was such a group of students and their weapons that gathered here.

Such a group of people gathered here to talk and laugh, as if a class reunion was being held, the atmosphere was quite harmonious, only the crusader-like automata stood there solemnly and solemnly, like the legions of the prince and princess, neatly lined up on both sides of the classroom.

Look closely, in the center of the room, an elegant chair with armrests sits there.

On the seat, a young man with honey-colored blonde hair was sitting upright.

It was a handsome young man with deep and neat facial features.

However, the whole body of such a handsome young man exudes a very dangerous atmosphere, telling others that this is definitely not a good type.

However, in this college, the youth is a celebrity that many people know.

His name was Rosenberg, and he was ranked 74th at the Night Party, codenamed ———— "The Rose That Never Dies".

If Luo Zhen is here, he will definitely be able to see through the details of Rosenberg with the ability of "Spiritual Vision", right?

Because, compared to the ranking of 74th, the magic power in Rosenberg's body is too powerful, and the atmosphere exuded from his body is not at all like a lower rank who can't even enter the 50th, and even compared to the existence of the "Thirteen" level.

Obviously, this is a figure who, like Veron and Alice, has a ranking that does not match his strength at all, or deliberately hides his strength.

Such a figure sits upright in his seat like a king, with his eyes closed, followed by a crusader-like petite figure, placing himself outside the laughter of the scene, quite detached.

Until...

"Looks like it's all here."

With such a sound, the door to the classroom was opened.

Immediately after, two people walked in.

Those were two people who were dressed out of place with everyone at the scene.

At the front were the aristocratic atmosphere and elegant appearance of the young man who was no less than Rosenberg.

Walking in the back was a man dressed as a deacon.

It was Cedric and Sim.

The one who spoke up was Cedric.

As soon as he walked in, everyone stopped laughing and looked over.

Even Rosenberg slowly opened his eyes and looked at Cedric.

Immediately, Rosenberg spoke out as if he was a little bored.

"Since you're here, don't talk to me with that fake skin, Alice Bernstein."

Rosenberg revealed the other party's true identity in front of everyone present.

It's just that everyone around is not surprised at all, but it is conceivable that everyone here already knows about it.

Cedric smiled disapprovingly.

"Obviously, thanks to this fake skin, our plan will go so smoothly."

Cedric said this, but rose petals flew all over his body, enveloping him inside.

Soon after, the petals disappeared, and only a beautiful girl with silver hair appeared here.

"Are you satisfied?"

Alice smiled gracefully, beautifully, and gently.

Seeing Alice's appearance, many of the boys present showed eager eyes.

Only Rosenberg, staring at Alice closely, spoke out very unpleasantly.

"Why did you drag 'Fimbull's Winter' into the night party?"

Rosenberg asked bluntly.

"That's your arrangement, right?"

Rosenberg seems to know all about what Alice is doing.

"Oops, exposed?"

Alice said this, but her face was full of uncaring emotions.

For such an Alice, Rosenberg's expression looked more and more unpleasant.

"I should just let you teach the 'Multiple Roar' a good lesson, let you push her into a corner, see if she can burst out with the same power as the first night again, and gather information for it, formulate countermeasures, and if there is no problem then take her gloves off, but not only did you not take the gloves of 'Multiple Roars', but you also demoted 'Fimbull Winter' and 'Tyranny of King's Landing' to the night party, which will cause our situation to be so harsh, don't tell me you don't know, Alice."

Rosenberg said this, and his whole body unleashed a terrible magic.

Bathed in such magic, the students in the audience couldn't help but change color.

Only Alice, as if she didn't feel anything, smiled and groaned.

"Because it's so much fun."

This girl actually gave such a reason.

This silenced Rosenberg, and only the magic released from his body seemed more and more terrifying.

Alice felt the magic, and the smile on her face did not change, but her words changed.

"Don't worry, even if we pull both 'Fimbull's Winter' and 'King's Landing's Tyranny' into the night party, it won't be a threat to us, will it?"

Alice explained.

"Not to mention that the puppet of 'King's Landing's Tyranny is now in my hands, and I can't continue to fight at all, but 'Multiple Roars' now knows that she is not able to burst out of that kind of power casually, even if 'Fimbull's Winter' is not to be underestimated, but there are so many of us, can't we still be able to defeat him?"

As a result, the only remaining enemy is Veron, who is the "penultimate one".

However, that's the same reason, just because one person can't beat it doesn't mean that so many people here can't beat it.

"Then we'll be able to officially start the operation until everyone here gathers on the battlefield of the night party, and then it's our solo show, isn't it?"

Alice smiled and said to Rosenberg.

And this seems to be recognized by everyone present.

Rosenberg also slowed his face, but still said something.

"I hope your whim doesn't lead to the end of your self-inflicted suffering."

Rosenberg gave only this kind of advice.

"That's exactly what I want."

Alice responded with a grin, telling Rosenberg not to bother to pay any more attention to her.

Rosenberg looked around at everyone present.

"In any case, for the sake of the Fatherland, may glory accompany us, and may the ———— Knights of the Cross."

Hearing this, everyone present stood up one after another.

"May glory be with the Knights of the Cross."

The crowd shouted one after another.

It was like a knight on an expedition.

Alice laughed happily in the middle of it.

In his eyes, the madness of destruction was surging.