I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

Wearing this kind of wrist guard for so long has made my wrist a bit stiff.

"I took care of the pseudo-Herrscher," Ren pouted and said.

"I destroyed more than twenty Anti-Entropy mechs..." Kusanagi muttered, an ice pack on his head.

"Ugh...you're bullying me!"

The voice of the headmaster, almost brought to tears, came through the communicator.

"..."

The atmosphere became very awkward.

Even though our headmistress Theresa has lived for many years, she still looks like she is fourteen years old.

Therefore, Jill was given a (ーー゛) expression by everyone except those in the know.

"Tsk!" Jill clicked her tongue. "Seriously, I won't say anything more about you! Theresa, give me two days to manage your intelligence department."

“…Jill, go a little easier…at least don’t send nine out of ten flying like you did three years ago…”

“…Alright, this time we definitely won’t lose nine out of ten.” Jill exhaled heavily. “Theresa, have you considered what would happen if I weren’t leading the team this time?”

Jill's eyes held a somewhat ambiguous look. "In short, I'm not omnipotent, and there are things I can't do. I feel that entrusting the intelligence department with this matter this time is not so simple."

In the past, Jill would always gather intelligence again before making a mission plan; that was a habit he would never change.

But this time...

"Ugh... Looks like I'll have to make my own plans from now on..." Jill muttered, turning off the communication with a headache.

"Teacher, this isn't the dean's fault either," Fu Hua said with a helpless smile.

“…Ah, I know.” Jill raised her hand and ruffled Fu Hua’s hair, then looked at the classmates who were participating in the mission.

"Nothing serious happened...that's great."

Jill smiled. "This mission ends just in time for the weekend, so everyone can relax a bit. Remember, don't get too tired from playing and not be able to come on Monday, okay?"

"Oh!"

The students cheered.

"By the way, Kiana—I'll definitely be checking your memorization in two days, so don't forget to memorize it!"

"You're a demon! Aaaaaaah!"

Ignoring Kiana, who had become a world-famous painting, Gil waved his hand, indicating that the party could be dismissed.

Gil looked at Kusanagi, who had an ice pack on his head, and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

"Yes, my health isn't that bad, it's just a low-grade fever." Kusanagi nodded.

Jill nodded. "When using this move, remember to take it easy."

Jill sat down in a chair. "You did quite well this time. Remember to get some rest when you get back, take your medicine, and you'll be fine."

"Yes." Kusanagi nodded in agreement and then left the driver's seat.

At this moment, Jill was thinking...

"Should I give it to you...?"

In Jill's hand was a blue object that looked like a belt clip...

Driver.

P.S.: The title of the previous chapter was wrong (laughing and crying).

I can't help it! Ganesha, Saniga, I can't tell them apart.

=w=

Chapter 118 The "Shadow" of the Intelligence Department

The Hyperion, having ended its mission prematurely, came to a stop at the St. Freya Academy's airport.

Staff members took the two female students, who appeared to be unconscious from poisoning, to the infirmary—although they had received emergency treatment on the Hyperion, they still needed further treatment.

Then, the blond captain of the Hyperion came down—incidentally, carrying a stick, as if someone was about to be in trouble.

This was Himeko's first thought upon seeing Gilgamesh.

"Yo, Himeko, we're back. Announce the follow-up events, I'm going to have some tea with the guys in the intelligence department." Gil waved, then picked up his stick and walked off in a certain direction.

Himeko stared in disbelief at the figure.

Drinking tea while carrying a stick... You're not going to cause trouble, are you?

Therefore, in order to prevent the academy's intelligence department from being destroyed, Himeko tried to organize Gil.

At that moment, a hand pressed down on Himeko's shoulder.

Fu Hua shook her head at Himeko, "It's alright, let Jill go. This mission seems to have a problem with the intelligence department, so the actual intelligence is quite different..."

"...Ah, well, I don't care what that guy does. You know, the last time the intelligence department had a problem...the intelligence department only had ten people, and he broke the legs of nine of them." Himeko rubbed her head. "If Theresa hadn't arrived in time for the last one, his leg probably would have been broken too."

Fu Hua breathed a sigh of relief, "Well... it's alright, right? This time it probably won't be as serious. Professor Jill has already promised the headmaster that it won't be like last time."

Himeko glanced at Fu Hua with slight surprise. "Then, what did he say?"

"The exact words... were something like... this time it definitely won't be nine out of ten flying away," Fu Hua recalled and said.

"...Fu Hua, you're so smart, why didn't you think Jill would play word games... He promised that he wouldn't take down nine out of ten, which means he only needs to take down one or ten. Plus, considering Jill's temperament..."

Himeko covered her forehead. "I'll go call the medical team."

Boom!

As soon as Himeko finished speaking, an explosion suddenly rang out from the direction Gil had left.

"..." Fu Hua didn't know what expression to use to describe her good mood.

Well, if we call the medical team over, all that's left will probably be ruins.

"What's that sound?" Kiana asked, peering into the smoke billowing into the distance.

"That was a natural gas explosion, a natural gas explosion," Kusanagi said, taking the ice pack off his head.

Bronya, whose intelligence far surpasses Kiana's (rank 9), retorted, "This is an artificial island, and there's no natural gas underground..."

“…That’s right, it was a natural gas explosion.” Kusanagi turned his head away.

“Okay, natural gas explosion.” Lian shrugged.

Then, after Himeko announced the precautions, she dismissed the Valkyries.

That means I can go back to my dorm to rest now.

After exchanging a glance, Ren and Kusanagi decided to obediently go back.

Enkidu had already followed Jill away, so it wouldn't be good for the two of them to go help now; Jill might get angry. It would be best for them to just go back to the dorm.

So the two of them chose to return to their dormitory to wait for the results.

……

On the other side, in the dean's office.

"Oh no... what am I going to do? Jill's about to get angry again..."

Theresa, looking troubled, buried her face in her hands on her desk. "What are we going to do this time, the intelligence department...?"

Last time, Jill stormed into the intelligence department with the intact Aroundight and completely demolished it...

Who knows what Jill will do this time...

If I hadn't run fast and stopped him in time, Jill really would have killed someone that time...

Moreover, the claim of a broken leg... that's just a public statement...

Two people suffered comminuted fractures of both hands and legs, while the remaining seven people generally had four or more broken ribs, and their legs were completely broken...

What enraged Jill to that extent was that mission was the only time she led a team and suffered a fatal accident while on duty.

When Jill came back that time, her face was dark, and it took about a day for her to recover.

This time, there were no casualties, which is really great.

Although students will face danger sooner or later, sacrifices should not be made based on false intelligence.

At that moment, the sound of an explosion came from outside the window.

Theresa immediately stood up. "What happened!?"

She looked out the window and saw only billowing smoke, and—in that direction, without a doubt…

"Jill!"

The dean, who was emitting a mournful cry, picked up the phone with trembling hands and dialed Jill's number.

“Hey Theresa, I was just about to call you,” Jill’s voice came from the other end of the line.

"What are you doing! There's a lot of important data in the intelligence department!" Theresa was so angry she wanted to jump up and down, wishing she could grab Judas right now and rush out to settle scores with Jill.

Jill's voice remained calm and composed. "The intelligence department of St. Freya Academy is now under the control of my people."

“...Jill!”

"Don't worry, my men are absolutely reliable. After all, [Shadow] isn't someone to be trifled with." Jill chuckled. "You should be thankful that none of them died because of their mistakes this mission."

Theresa remained silent.

"Do you think I'm cold-blooded?" Jill chuckled. "Think what you want, Theresa. Unconditional tolerance will only embolden evil."

The phone hangs up.

Theresa's heart clenched for no apparent reason.

What's going on...that man...?

That last sentence...that meaning of loneliness—

It makes me sound like a bad guy who condones his subordinates.

Theresa bit her lip.