Lupin Rinella cried out while weeping.
“D-da, you… you’re fake!”
This place was the conference room, a location where only high-ranking individuals among those isolated at the Academy gathered. Starting from the Academy’s professors, it was a spot where high officials from various countries, knights, and mages convened, and the sight of the place suddenly falling into silence all at once felt utterly alien.
It couldn’t be helped.
Because the opponent that a student who had abruptly entered the conference room was pointing at while wailing was the figure who had completely seized control of the Academy.
‘Ian Percus.’
He was a young hero who had achieved numerous feats in recent times. Some called him the ‘Morning Star,’ and there were many who believed without a doubt that he would soon become the continent’s fourth master.
Although, unusually, he hadn’t had any notable activities in the past month.
The fact that his fame was by no means empty was vividly proven just a few days ago. Entering the conference room that had fallen into chaos due to the sudden incident, he subdued the knights in an instant and seized command authority with that skill.
It was exactly as the rumors had described.
The man who had once been called the ‘Mad Dog of the Academy,’ he was a natural-born dictator…