Late at night, when Goldfinch visited Jessica, there was a storm brewing in another part of the academy—

"You say...... What?"

High up in the White Tower, a man in a silver-rimmed cloak fell to his knees - one of the people who "asked" Primo this morning, he could have been "high-spirited", and he was not afraid of heaven and earth, but now he was ironic and surprising.

In front of him, who was also the object of his kneeling, the tall, cold light on his body, his voice was not warm.

Like an ice pick, sharp to the extreme.

"We didn't expect that someone from the White Tiger Clan would suddenly intervene...... "The man wanted to defend himself.

But Lajore did not take these explanations as explanations at all—not even as excuses.

There is no value at all.

"Huh. Really...... Hasn't Santa Fes's death taught them a lesson?" Lajor's eyes were cold, and the black mask that covered the side of his face reflected a dull light in the not bright space, but in general it made people seem even cooler—unforgiving.

"Do we need to contact her family and warn her?"

"You idiots have already handed over the rights - haven't you. Lajor's words made the man shrink his neck.

When he woke up again in Lajore, who had been in a coma for more than a decade after being seriously injured in the disaster twenty-eight years earlier, those who knew him before said that he was completely different.

At first glance, people think that he looks like a piece of black iron in the cold wind, heavy, and does not feel a little temperature.

——

Then there was no sound, only a moment later there were footsteps, and Rajor strode - the footsteps were strange.

Although he had been seriously injured, and everyone thought he would never wake up again—but he still looked normal when he woke up—the footsteps were soft, suspiciously light.

This tall man has footsteps as soft as a cat.

But no one dared to ask.

It's the same now.

Ignoring the man who was kneeling on the ground, with his head down any longer, he went to the window, which was so small that the light could not penetrate completely in the daytime.

He looked out of the window—the dark sky, the canopy of heaven could completely overwhelm people, giving people the same sense of oppression as ever.

Permissions for the library.

Anlimons College has a complete regulatory system – completed by the Dean of Anrimont College, Uzi, which is almost the most advanced in the continent.

Twenty-eight years ago, Wells brought terrible disaster to the mainland, and it was also at that time that the academy's regulatory system was completely paralyzed - but even if it was paralyzed, it still showed the viability of good products. Its roots are so solid that it has not been able to recreate the all-encompassing system, but it has been preserved in its most basic repositories, armories, and treasure troves.

The remaining issue is permissions.

The authority of the entire system is only in the single digits of people who have complete control.

Even the current Lajor has only received a part of it - the jury has inherited his authority.

——

Primo, the "commoner" he had personally chosen, one of the few people with no ability and no origin, suddenly wondered if he had underestimated him in the first place.

As for the White Tiger Clan, there are ......

"My lord—" Lajor's thoughts were interrupted, and the man who had opened his mouth "at the risk of his life" spoke in a tone that still had a trace of fear, "we ......"

The members of the jury were centered on Lajor.

Because when he woke up, he forcefully reorganized the loose leaders, and then formed his own jury, which had been the most serious matter, but now became the majority of the academy's upper echelons.

It was also Lajor who pulled them into the jury.

Many people admit that Lajor is capable, especially in this one.

Probably, it was because of the "favor" provided by Lajor that the members of the jury obeyed him—naturally, because of his cold handling and unquestionable strength.

"We have an idea. The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said nervously, "We can get some professors to restrain those kids." ”

"It seems that you think that the silver thief who infiltrated the academy is on the same 'front' as us?" said Lajor coldly.

This is a troublesome question.

The Academy knew about the Silver Thief.

But whether or not to arrest people, and how to arrest people-what does he have to do with the accidents that happened in the academy in the past two years......

These are actually the first things that the academy should figure out.

"But...... If they were to know that Silver was in the Academy, the Noble Alliance would ......"

The words "interfere with us" were unfinished - punctuated by a sudden sneer from Rajor.

It is true that these members of the Inquisition who were chosen by Lajor were inferior nobles who had no power in the League of Nobles, as Hitt said, but that was one thing, and it was another thing for them to be in the Anlimon Academy at this time - if the matter of silver was recognized by Amlimont, then the League of Nobles would have a reason to interfere with the Academy.

This is something that these people, who have been suppressed by the alliance of nobles for so many years, do not want to see at all.

"Then what else can we do?" said Rajor, who at first glance thought he was a little frightened and didn't know what to do.

But is that really the case?

"We ......"

The man was in a cold sweat, not knowing how to face Lajor.

Lajor is ruthless to everyone, only pursuing efficiency and results in things, and does not care about the means.

This is what these people know.

But surprisingly, Lajore, who had such a request, allowed the inner workings of the jury to become more and more corrupt, to the point where everyone in the academy noticed and whispered a little.

If it weren't for him, these whispers would have erupted a long time ago.

——

"I'll put people in charge of their business. "What to do, I'll explain." And you, don't give me any more trouble. ”

"Yes...... It's ......," the man nodded busily.

As if he was afraid that Lajor would repent.

"I won't be in the academy for the rest of the time, and you can't handle it if I hear it again, and you have to make a difference...... Get lost. Lajor felt that he couldn't bear this person anymore, and the vague warning had already made the other party too frightened to speak, and he ran away.

......

When the man was finally gone, a slight wind blew into the room.

Larol was the only one left, his figure blending into the dark and dreary atmosphere, indistinguishable from each other.

"Heh......" his voice whispered in the darkness, "it's so exciting......"

——

It's probably a dark night that makes people feel like they can't see their fingers.

Some are unaware, some are moving in the dark, and some are ......