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Aiwass quickly adapted to campus life at the Royal Law University.

It was now Thursday afternoon.

Two days had passed since Aiwass was last featured in the "Glass Staircase Daily".

It was completely different from the previous time at the Pelican Bar—although Aiwass had made the paper, not many people at school knew him.

That's because not many students would buy the pricey and serious "Glass Staircase Daily".

The content in the "Glass Staircase Daily" was too grave, and most of the news was very brief—for example, the death of a major figure, personnel changes at the top of a department, the prosperity or crisis of an industry, the adjustments in laws and taxes, the interpretation of key policies for the current or following year, and other significant events happening in other countries.

There was no gossip or fun, nor the serialized novels, short poems and jokes, or intriguing advertisements often found in other newspapers. Moreover, many details of the news were incomplete, many major events were only mentioned in a single sentence.

The words that appeared most frequently in the "Glass Staircase Daily" were various "names"—and for the students, they hardly recognized most of them, finding them headache-inducing. The only highlight might be the "Demonic Painting" by Master Yanis.

So regular students wouldn't buy such a thing. It wasn't about intelligence or scholarship... If someone suddenly purchased the "Glass Staircase Daily", it wouldn't be for the knowledge or information since they couldn't understand it. It was either their parents' command or merely to show off, pretending to comprehend.

At that time, for the students at the University of Law, Aiwass was simply a "stranger who suddenly appeared on the front page of the 'Glass Staircase Daily'", and an "other people's child" at whom they felt enmity.

After all, both the Pelican Bar and the Demon Scholar were very distant matters for these students living in the Red Queen District.

However, the murder that took place at the White Ballet Shoes Club on Monday afternoon and the killer who attempted to assassinate Princess Isabel were different.

This was something that happened right beside them, and many students witnessed it with their own eyes.

Secretary Raff fell from the second floor and landed at their feet, succumbing to the poison in front of the students; inspectors and inspectors streamed in from all over the city and lined up at the club's door; the Sky Cavalry in silver-white armor and dragon-headed helmets rode majestic White Griffons, soaring swiftly through the sky...

—If Avalon were to go to war one day, it would probably look like this! the students thought excitedly.

Contrary to the generally conservative Round Table Hall and the Hall of Silver and Tin, students were passionate about war. Their daily routine was too comfortable, too boring, and they were desperate to find something thrilling.

And this incident was thrilling enough.

The beautiful female assassin emerged from the shadow of Her Highness the Princess, and the old knight, clad in armor and wielding a two-handed sword, chased after her. They fought fiercely in the streets, law magic blocked off the city's roads, Sky Cavalry above launched attacks, thunderclaps and wind, as sharp as blades, rained down, and thunder from Glass Island's outermost edge rumbled through the clouds.

The old knight chased her from the Red Queen District to the White Queen District, and then from the White Queen District to the Lohar District. His capacity for action was very limited, and he almost lost her after just two streets—but fortunately, the Griffon knights followed behind, and Director Gordon also called his own Griffon.

But once they were in the sky, it became even harder to track her. Read exclusive chapters at M V L

The only clue they had was the "shadow that flashed by on the ground where there were clearly no obstructions". As their altitude increased, it became even harder to discern.

Not to mention, the streets of Glass Island were so narrow. It was really frustrating to chase through them.

The Red and White Queen Districts' inhabitants included many Knight Families, priests, elves, rich merchants, scholars, and officials. There were also some distinguished guests traveling from foreign countries.

The cunning assassin even led them through churches, museums, art galleries, government buildings, courts, orphanages, schools, hospitals, research institutes... Her route wasn't even straight, but deliberately winding through these places, diving into the crowds, leading the knights to launch attacks on her.

But these old knights were not hot-headed fools. They could enter the Round Table Hall, and most were over forty years old. They were past that impulsive age, each one quite composed.

—If they acted rashly, it was uncertain whether the high-level assassin on the Path of Adaptation would be hurt, but the bystanders would definitely die. And in droves.

That would be worse than letting the killer escape!

After all, the assassin had only murdered a low-level secretary. Although she had once fled into the shadows of Her Highness... she had not actually attempted to murder a royal family member.

The assassin obviously knew what they were wary of, and so she deliberately led them in circles. Relying on her extremely proficient duplication, stealth, and vision deception techniques, she shook off the Supervisory Bureau's pursuit before nightfall. The only certainty was that the target had entered the Lohar District before disappearing.