We sat around the fireplace in the mansion once more. The crackling fire served as a backdrop while the large circus troupe gathered at the place.
"Class is about to start again soon," said Luka.
"Does it matter? This is going to help you learn a lot more anyway. I can tell because I am all of yours teacher."
"Hey, Rio, quit it. Because you're a teacher we have to get them back."
Not much had changed between me and Irina. We still fought like cats and dogs, but there was just a ton of sexual tension underneath it now which, to be honest, just made the fighting better and more worth it.
In any case, continuing this wasn't going to be a problem, we could just blackmail or throw the teachers in a jail or something, but I personally wanted to avoid having to resort to that.
Just as I was about to make up a story, an eagle suddenly smashed into the window of the mansion.
All of us turned toward the window where the eagle single-mindedly bashed it's head.
"How cute…" Lily muttered. "Oh, sorry. I'll go open that."
The window swung open and the eagle came dashing inside. Carried in its feet was a bag branding the mark of the Syncretic Academy.
The bag fell down, the eagle with the swollen head shed a few tears, and then dashed away the way it had came in. So much for majesty.
"What's this now?"
Maria opened up the bag and Dawn and Keith peeked over.
"Letters?"
"There's a bunch of them at that."
"Oh, this one is addressed to little Luka."
The letters were pulled out and handed over to everyone. It seemed there was one for all of us except Maria, Dawn and Keith.
We flipped the letters open.
[Hoho! Sorry kids, but the vacation has been extended by two more weeks!
XoXo
Principal]
"Ew."
"Gross…."
It was gross.
We looked at the teachers for some explanation, only to find miss Rio shaking her head and Irina clenching the paper tight.
"That bastard is going on a honey moon with his secretary."
"WHAT!? They got married!?" Albert screamed. "That old cunt didn't even invite us! We were the reason this even happened."
Noa stomped her feet in agreement.
"Why do you even care?"
"Free food?
"Fair…"
So that settled it. We still had time.
"In that case, we'll go and handle this matter right away." I turned to Sophia sitting with the Fonias. "Lady Sophia, what's the ETA?"
"Hm, they should be here today, lord Eugene."
"Oh? Already? Guys you do your thing, something came up."
I left those words and dashed off, I had a lot of work to do.
***
Marquis Ban Ket Hall sat in his carriage.
In front of him were his two eldest children, and driving the carriage was his butler Bartholomew.
The small unit was on its way for a secret super confidential meet up out in Symphonia.
Ban Ket crossed his arms and thought of what his son had said when he had come over to his territory.
"Call the Margrave of Mirxa and come over to Apollon when I send the word. I'll let you bite as much of the Fonias as you can."
And guess what?
The Fonias had started to topple already.
The best of their elite units had fallen and a seemingly strange financial crisis had hit them and all of their businesses.
As if that wasn't enough, even the king of the country had suddenly started moving his people behind the scenes to look into the Fonias, almost as if something blocking his sight had been cleared away.
In the first place, one would have to be on drugs to ignore the Fonias to that extent.
While the Marquis had a good grasp on information, the intricacies of the operation that Fonias ran was not something that could be easily traced by formal intelligence without getting caught.
To that end, the Dark Moon being closer to a cult and a bandit troupe than any kind of information agency was a big plus.
The Marquis looked forward to what was to come. Whether the road his son had paved with filled with holes, he was more than happy to help him tread it—
A rumble resounded as the carriage almost flipped over.
"W-what happened?!"
Marquis Ban Ket called out to his steward.
"A-a hole… a hole appeared on the road from nowhere sir!"
"Trap?"
"I believe so," Bartholomew said. "It certainly wasn't like this before!"
The Marquis held his head and sighed.
"Alright, accidents happen. It can just be bad construction."
Saying that, the Marquis used his Ki and made the carriage stand upright again.
The horses whinnied once more and off set the carriage.
Except.
"A spike! There's spikes falling from the sky!"
"Oh my gahh! It's bears! Someone set off bears at us!"
The Marquis clicked his tongue and handled all the problems that came his way. His two children continued to clap as he moved while Bartholomew like a really bad announcer, made sure to overplay every single problem that came their way.
"Oh no! It's the super difficult high tier spell Gale of Destruction from the trinity series destruction attribute!!!"
"SHUT UP!" The Marquis raised his sword, sweating all over. "That brat isn't even TRYING to hide now!"
"HAHAHAHH SUCK ON THAT MARQUIS!"
"DAMNED BRAT!"
The Marquis and Eugene Hall began fighting in the skies, one kept launching attacks like a maniac and other kept deflecting them.
The two kids clapped while Bartholomew gave a play by play.
After getting tired, the fight finally stopped and Eugene Hall ran away.
The Marquis got back in his carriage. "Drive," he said and took off did Bartholomew.
After the short drive ended with only one more trap, the Marquis party had finally reached the mansion on the outskirts of Apollon.
And at the same time came out another carriage.
With the sigil of Mirxa on it.
A scream tore through the air.
"BANNNN KETTTT!!"
Marquis Ban took in a deep breath, and scowled.
"MIRXAA!"
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