“You’ve come well, Sir Ian. But are you sure this is alright? The leadership of each country, including the imperial family of the empire, will absolutely not overlook today’s incident… Keueueuwik?!”
Not even a whooshing sound occurred.
Merely, after blinking, a hand axe was embedded in Dalton’s shoulder. He couldn’t even scream properly and merely staggered back a couple of steps.
It wasn’t a matter of speed.
If there was a result, there should naturally be a cause and process. But in the man’s combat, the first two stages were deleted.
An unreasonableness as if only the result had arrived.
In just a few minutes, the man captivated everyone in the conference room like that.
“From now on, I take control of the personnel remaining within the Academy. Any objections?”
Naturally, no one raised a hand.
Was it because the man also knew that fact well?
He didn’t throw any more questions. Merely, as if familiar, he ordered a report on the available forces…