From now on, the vampire girl escapes from the world

There was only something that sounded like a sound but wasn't, filling the entire place. The ground and the sky seemed to be vibrating, and my ears were filled with indescribable tinnitus - it was a sound that no one had ever heard, and perhaps it couldn't be described by any frequency band of vibration -

"Woo——"

The students who were watching around fell to the ground silently.

He just twisted his body and tried to raise his arms, but he couldn't do it.

Coco, who had endured the most violent aftermath of the impact, fell to the ground. She curled up, but could only cover her ears tightly - and the unknown vibrations still penetrated her skin and deep into her bones, even the flow of magic power in the circuit became stagnant.

After launching this attack, Eller slowly walked over.

He looked at the little orc curled up on the ground.

Lowered eyes.

"I've already told you...you can't beat me."

"Woo...Woo..."

"As a lowly person, the price you pay for trampling on the dignity of others... or, please just die."

In Eiler's hand, [Unknown] appeared again——

"Ugh——!"

However, Eller suddenly felt a sharp pain in his leg.

Eller lowered his head.

But he saw the small blade in Coco's hand piercing into Eller's calf.

Blood kept oozing out from the corners of Coco's mouth.

Even her little hands were shaking in pain.

The power of holding the blade tightly contains a strong will.

"You are..." Coco said intermittently: "Go, die..."

"boom."

Eller raised his foot and kicked Coco's petite body.

Coco curled up and rolled out several times. In the end, she just covered her stomach in pain.

Even the blade in his hand slipped away.

Blood was gushing from Eller's calf, but he didn't care.

"From now on, I am the strongest one."

After Eler muttered to himself, he shouted angrily: "You left me such a stain... Second place? Runner-up? What does that mean? Hey, I'm talking to you! I'm talking to you!!!"

He did this and slowly walked in front of Coco.

Continuous kicking with bangs.

The moment when he is about to kick again.

But he noticed that the other person's hand was tightly clenched.

The red thread connected to the wrist is extending outward from the hand, as if protecting something.

"Hey...are you holding something in your hand?" Eiler asked.

"Woo..."

"Speak?! Let me see!... You won't give it to me, right? You won't let go, right?"

Eler stepped on Coco's slender wrist and crushed it hard with his foot.

Coco straightened up painfully.

However, the tightly clenched little hands never loosened.

“Don’t let go…don’t let go?!”

The voice was so hoarse and ugly due to the extreme anger. It was no longer a human tone.

"Okay, okay... just let me chop off your hand... and see what's inside!"

Eller raised his hand...

The transparent distortion gave rise to the concept of a "blade". Even though it had no shape... one could still feel its sharpness.

[Unknown] chopped down... However, Coco rolled over again and barely avoided the attack.

It was just the aftermath of the impact with the ground...that made Coco curl up again.

That is a flow of magic that is completely incompatible with this place.

As if—a collection of paradoxes and contradictions.

The tumbling just stopped.

Eler kicked again, firmly stepping on Coco's exposed slender wrist.

"Woo——"

Coco straightened her body painfully again.

Even the delicate skin that was rubbing against the ground was faintly seeping with blood.

"Just step on it and then chop it. Hide?"

Coco had already lost most of her strength to struggle.

Even magic power cannot flow.

Is he angry, sarcastic, or something else?

Coco was just holding tightly onto a small ornament.

"Who would let go?" Coco curled the corners of her mouth with the last bit of stubbornness she had left.

In Eiler's hand, a new [Unknown] gathered——

He chopped down Coco's exposed little hand again!

"...?"

Coco suddenly felt that the object in her hand was trying to force her tightly clenched hands open.

At the moment when the unknown contact was about to take place——

The small ornament that Coco held tightly in her hand gradually revealed its true form.

Pulling the red silk thread, suspended in the air.

"That is……!!!"

A suspended black cross stood in front of Coco.

At the moment of contact with [Unknown]——

——【World】, is distorted.

……

The door opens simply.

It seemed as if all the layers of defenses before had never existed.

Just like any ordinary door.

Let An Ling stay outside the door. Ai Er walked into the main studio.

The light in the room was dim.

All you can see is the thick curtains covering the entire wall opposite, and the sunlight seeping through the gaps.

The documents and books on the desk opposite were piled up layer by layer, with some scattered on the ground around them.

The cups on the coffee table either fell over or rolled to the ground and broke.

The sofa was a little crooked and had a deep crack, with gray-black marks inside that looked like it had been burned.

There are some red splashes on the ground, as if a postmodern painter had splashed red paint on a canvas.

None of this is the point.

Ai'er tiptoed around the clutter on the ground and turned the corner of the desk that was blocked by tall stacks of books and documents.

There was a faint red light there.

The magic circuit appeared on the ground here... and gathered on the long glass cabinet behind the desk.

Inside the inverted transparent rectangle is a man.

A man who looks to be of a certain age.

His eyes were still half open, and there was a huge gap on his chest and abdomen.

The blood was still flowing...it was just held in place by an unknown force.

Ai'er slowly walked to the front of the glass cabinet.

The man inside was, without a doubt, dead.

It was just that magic was used... to forcibly fix the shape of the corpse that was about to rot.

"It's just like a coffin." Ai'er murmured.

Moira also followed Ai'er and walked to the big coffin.

Her small hand gently stroked along the glass cabinet.

"This person... is Professor Bridges himself, the one you have been promised to find," said Moira.

Ai'er's eyes trembled slightly.

But there was no surprise as expected.

"Long before you came... Bridges, one of the most respected professors in this military university, suffered the first assassination in this studio."

"..."

"The enemy's preparations were very sophisticated, not to mention the 'first move privilege'. Bridges was completely unprepared and died on the spot. By the time our people arrived, even if they had eliminated the assassin... it was too late."