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"You didn't encounter any A-ranks?" Ninomiya asked doubtfully on the other end of the phone.

"Before finding the Demon Spirit, I encountered a B+ Chaos creature. It was very immortal and I had to use a straw man to defeat it."

After a moment of contemplation, he said, "The demon spirit has also roughly reached the B rank. Combined with the power of the Blood Codex's spells and those resurrected beings, it can be equivalent to an A rank."

"That's strange. Usually, the power of the Crimson Codex is concentrated to summon or strengthen a single monster." Ninomiya Sui was still somewhat puzzled.

"By the way, is there anything unusual about that demon spirit?" she asked again.

"It still retains some of Professor Nakamura's memories, and it is a manipulation-type chaotic creature, but there's nothing else special about it."

"Manipulation-based, no wonder."

Ninomiya Sui suddenly realized that some demons who were not good at fighting preferred to control monsters with great power rather than possessing great power themselves, probably because they had distributed their power among themselves.

Soon, she added sarcastically, "Hmph, but in the end, it's still the same useless demon spirit you encountered. No wonder, after all, it retains Nakamura's memories; how powerful could it possibly be?"

"Nakamura was an ungrateful, clueless, and brain-dead idiot in life, and he's still useless in death, hahahahaha."

Kazuto Maekawa knew about the feud between his partner and Nakamura, so he could only sigh helplessly when he heard such harsh words.

In fact, whether Nakamura was as bad as Ninomiya Sui made him out to be, his partner knew best.

If it were truly that bad, Nakamura would have been ruined by the Ninomiya family long ago; he wouldn't be clinging to life at school.

"Well, since the Apocalypse Secret Cult is involved, this matter cannot be entirely decided by us," Ninomiya Sui said calmly on the other end of the phone.

“I understand that the Federation also has its own considerations.”

Despite saying that, Maekawa Kazuto felt extremely aggrieved.

Despite committing such a grave offense, those bastards from the Apocalypse Secret Cult not only escaped justice but were also not even allowed to publicly condemn it.

If left undisguised, this incident will undoubtedly shock the entire Federation. Under pressure, the Federation's mystical faction will, without a doubt, unite against the cult.

However, Maekawa Kazuto was well aware of the power of the Apocalyptic Esoteric School.

That's a truly global, mysterious organization. The Seven Rings Tower, in the end, hasn't even managed to leave the Federation. The two aren't on the same level.

To truly cripple the Apocalypse Cult, the Federation would need to deploy its military with the determination to disintegrate, along with the cooperation of the Seven Rings Tower and other mysterious organizations.

Unfortunately, that's impossible.

"Hey, Hey, don't be impulsive!"

Ninomiya Sui, who hadn't heard anyone speak for a long time on the other end of the phone, was afraid that he might do something rash: "The Apocalypse Secret Cult has always kept a low profile in the Federation. Although we initially suspected that many cases were their doing, the final investigation results showed that other secret cults were impersonating them."

"You must trust the Federation. The State Federation is able to stand in the world, and it is by no means weak or incompetent. It's just that the Apocalypse Cult is relatively peaceful at the moment, and it is far from the point of war."

“He Ren, I know you’re not feeling well. Listen to me, this time our Seven Rings Tower won’t stay silent. I guarantee we’ll wipe out all the cult forces in that city.”

"I know," Maekawa Kazuto said wearily, his voice tinged with sadness as he inadvertently thought of the phrase "Uncle Hero."

"It's not time to settle scores with them yet."

“I’m not a child anymore, and I’m not a hero of justice, so you don’t need to worry.”

"With people..."

"By the way, I didn't point out that he was a member of the Apocalypse Secret Sect at the time. I don't know if he noticed. I hope he understands what I mean."

"Have any mysterious organizations been causing trouble lately? Heh, let's pin this on them."

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's not my place to remind you of this. You've always done a great job."

Kazuto Maekawa was losing control of himself and showed no sign of stopping: "Is it a mass poisoning or something else on the surface? There has to be a reason that ordinary people can accept."

"The mystical side is easy to deal with. Just push this matter to the troublesome organization that's making a big fuss, and find an excuse to get rid of them at the same time. It's a win-win situation."

In the end, only the two of us truly knew the truth.

"It's not just us."

Ninomiya said coldly, "And the Federation, well, I guess some parents at that school will know too."

"Parents?" He was taken aback.

"After all, they lost their own child; they're not easily fooled."

"Kazuto, this isn't something that can be solved by just finding some organization you don't like and pushing the trouble onto them. If it were that simple, I'd be so relaxed."

"If we do that, we can fool the general public and other mysterious organizations that are unaware of the truth, but we can't fool the parents who want justice and are determined to get to the bottom of this."

“I investigated the school’s donors, and there are some influential people among them, but it’s nothing special.”

Ninomiya Sui's tone changed: "Then let's tell them the truth. We can use their strength to cause some trouble for the Apocalypse Secret Cult."

"But some people find this hard to accept: 'It would be very dangerous for them, and if they reveal the truth...'"

"The truth? There have already been two 'truths,' and I'll release more 'truths' later. In that case, will the 'truths' they release still be the truth?"

Ninomiya Sui let out a low laugh: "Besides, they're not completely destitute. Well, I understand those people's thoughts better than you do. I'll send someone to talk to them properly, and I believe they'll understand the Federation's good intentions."

"..."

"Not saying anything again? You're like that."

"If you're really angry, just yell at me. It's okay. There are plenty of people in the Seven Rings Tower who talk badly about me behind my back, so one more won't make a difference."

"Feel sorry."

Kazuto Maekawa let out a sigh of relief: "I lost my composure."

"Haha, it's alright, it's alright. Young people are all the same, it's perfectly normal to lose your temper sometimes. Compared to those unpredictable old fogies, I quite like this about you."

Ninomiya Sui said with a smile, "Why don't you come back soon? I'll throw you a celebration party."

"No, I want to spend more time with the two children who were rescued."

"The survivors...right, were they sent to the research institute?"

"Not yet, stay in the hospital for two days first."

"This is against the rules. Oh well, we set the rules anyway, so whatever makes you happy."

"I'll hang up now. I hope you can bring me a surprise when you come back."

"Look forward to it." He said this to someone, thinking of that beast-like girl.

Chapter 78 Chapter 078 Genius Ikuko

"When can we get out?"

Yuko watched the boring program on TV and muttered to herself.

It's been a week since she left that awful place. Apart from receiving treatment at the hospital for the first two days, she's been staying in this closed research institute for the past few days.

Aside from the occasional need for her to have her blood drawn and answer some questions, Yuko received fairly good treatment.

A private room, three meals delivered on time, and a TV to watch—it's paradise compared to my school days.

However, she was all alone in this paradise; Bubble was gone.

Ever since she arrived at this research institute, she and Bubble have been separated. She has protested, but those white coats completely ignored her opinions.

Fortunately, Yu Zi still knew what was good for her and didn't do anything outrageous.

"dong dong"

A rhythmic knocking sounded, causing Yuko to stop mechanically pressing the buttons.

"Please come in."

A man with a sunny disposition walked in. Yuko had learned his name from the researchers over the past few days: "Mr. Kazuto, it's nice to see you again."

"Hmm, are you settling in well, Yuuko?" Kazuto Maekawa said kindly.

"There's food, drink, and TV to watch; I have nothing to complain about."

After a pause, Yu Zi said casually, "I'm just feeling a bit lonely by myself. Can I go see Bubbles?"

"of course can."

Yuko stood up with a look of surprise: "Then..."

"Don't rush, I have something important to talk to you about first, then you can go see your friends, okay?"

"Important matters?"

Yuko looked unhappy; nothing was more important than meeting Paopao right now.

“Yes, Yuko should know that what happened at your school is extraordinary.”

Kazuto Maekawa continued, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he was talking to himself: "Why do you think such an unscientific thing would happen?"

"I don't know, and I'm not interested."

Yuko said with little interest, "What does it have to do with me?"

The person was immediately choked by the word "uh".

"Then let me explain briefly." Seeing that Yuko was uncooperative, Kazuto had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​the two of them interacting.

"This world is a world where mystery and science coexist. The reason why such a tragedy happened at your school is because it was involved in a sacrifice by a secret church."

"Oh," Yuko nodded to indicate that she understood.

After waiting a while, and still not hearing Yuko's follow-up questions, he couldn't help but ask, "Don't you have anything to ask?"

"No, are you done talking? If you're done, take me to see the bubbles."

"Hmm, there's something important I haven't told you yet."

Kazuto gave a wry smile and simply asked, "Yuko, you must have noticed your own unusual behavior by now, right?"

Sakakibara Ikuko's eyelids twitched, and then she looked at him blankly: "What's so special about me? I'm just an ordinary person."

"That can't be right. She's really just an 'ordinary' girl. How could she have stayed at that school until I arrived?"

"She's really just an 'ordinary' girl, how did she recover so quickly?"

"How could such an 'ordinary' girl protect her friends amidst so many crises?"

Three consecutive rhetorical questions left Yuko speechless.