One-way traffic

Chapter 786 An Indescribable Scene

To say it was particularly opulent would be an exaggeration.

Inside the main hall, people from several communities gathered together.

These people are: the members of 'NoName', White Demon from 'ThousandEyes', and 'Salamandra', the organizer of the 'Fire Dragon Birth Festival' event.

Naturally, Accelerator, Kakine Teitoku, and Hatsune Miku, who are temporarily considered to be in 'NoName', are also included here.

"not bad."

Compared to the serious and tense expressions on most people's faces, Kakine Teitoku appeared quite relaxed and at ease.

He had his hands in his pockets and casually glanced around the entire hall.

"The interior wasn't as luxurious as I imagined, but it was still quite impressive."

What Kakine Teitoku was referring to was the overall image that this great hall presented to people.

Salamandra is a community that has the rulers of the Northern District. Given its imposing status, the main hall of the community headquarters should be quite luxurious.

Although the overall impression is not one of unimaginable luxury, the architectural structure, which leans towards ancient Western style, does give people a feeling that leans towards... magical realism.

However, most people didn't notice one thing.

This sentence, which Kakine Teitoku uttered almost without thinking, seems to have been deeply remembered by someone in secret.

The other party did not say anything immediately, but kept his gaze fixed on Kakine Teitoku for a long time.

"It's all your fault!! If it weren't for these problem children and adults causing all these problems, our community wouldn't have been brought into someone else's community in this way!"

"What's wrong with that? I actually think our chase game brought a lot of fun to this birth festival, don't you think, Black Rabbit?"

"That's absolutely wrong! You hopeless problem child!!"

After slapping the three problem children, including Izayoi Sakamaki, hard with his folding fan, Black Rabbit had no choice but to continue following behind the group with great reluctance.

"Okay, I think they all realize they were wrong."

"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, these three people have always had this kind of personality."

It was inevitable that Jin and Hatsune would make such comments, which made Black Rabbit even more helpless.

"Your Excellencies, why are you just standing by and watching them act so recklessly? What if someone gets injured by accident?!"

"I don't think that kind of thing will happen, right?"

Hatsune Miku said this after considering the individual personalities of the three problem children.

"Black Rabbit, don't assume that Izayoi-kun is a reckless person just because he looks like that. I think the situations you described could never happen to Izayoi-kun."

"How could this be... Miss Hatsune must have made a mistake. How could such a calm and composed description be applied to Izayoi-kun?"

"Hey, you dismissed me so easily? That's really a sad situation."

Izayoi Sakamaki waved her hand, though she looked completely indifferent.

Accelerator, on the other hand, always followed behind these people.

Reaching the very end of the main hall, the main event finally came into view.

"Well then, a very warm welcome to all of you."

'Salamandra' together embodies the current leader.

She stood high in front of a throne-like chair at the far end, and made a declaration to the crowd in a voice that sounded majestic but was slightly childish.

The person who said such a thing was just a little girl who looked to be eleven years old.

A petite girl with deep red hair, dressed in brightly colored clothes.

Sandra Terdorek.

It possesses the dragon horns of the first leader of the 'Salamandra'—the Star Sea Dragon King, and is a purebred dragon.

She is not only the current leader of the community, but also the new class ruler of the North District.

Is that the brat?

Even Accelerator was somewhat surprised when he first met Sandra.

Judging solely from their ages, this girl should be the same age as Ren.

At such a young age, he's expected to shoulder the responsibility of managing the entire community? Are you kidding me? Even in Academy City, a place teeming with all sorts of scoundrels, you probably wouldn't find anything this outrageous.

"At such a young age, how can he shoulder the heavy responsibility of organizing the entire community?"

"Well, I'm only eleven years old too."

Upon hearing Hatsune Miku's exclamation, Jin, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Although it sounds a bit strange, such things are not uncommon in the entire miniature garden."

“That’s right. Since you have inherited the corresponding legacy, you should also bear the corresponding burden. Regardless of age, you should have this awareness in order to become a leader of a community.”

White Yaksha then spoke up.

After the White Yaksha finished speaking, everyone stopped at the deepest part of the hall.

"Hmph...it's about time you realized it."

"Oh, I really didn't think I should have any awareness about this. Why don't you tell me, brother?"

"Nonsense, of course it's about the disturbance you caused within the game area under our jurisdiction, you ill-mannered 'NoNames'."

Mandela—according to White Yaksha, this man seems to be Sandra's brother.

He has an unusual appearance, with hair that is even redder than Sandra's, and he wears a military uniform. You can immediately sense his intense and authoritative attitude.

He stared intently in the direction of Izayoi Sakamaki; more accurately, his gaze should have been fixed on the entire 'NoName'.

"You lot are nothing but nameless nobodys, yet you dare to cause a disturbance in the Grace Game organized by our community. You all know perfectly well what kind of severe punishment you will ultimately suffer, don't you?"

"Mandela, shouldn't your leader be the one responsible for issuing ultimatums like this?"

After hearing these words from the White Demon, Mandela had no choice but to grunt and back away.

As the leader, Sandra smiled and looked at everyone.

"Thank you very much for coming, all my friends in the Little Garden. Regarding the riot... thanks to Lord White Demon's kindness, everything that was damaged has been repaired and there were no injuries."

Therefore, we will no longer pursue this matter further.

Sandra paused briefly, then looked around at all her subordinates who belonged to 'Salamandra'.

"That being said, there are still many issues left over from this incident, and we need to discuss them with everyone first. Those who are not involved can leave for now."

After hearing these words, all the subordinates left, and the door at the exit was tightly closed.

then.

The moment the door slowly closed, Sandra's smile changed slightly.

He switched directly from the demeanor of a community leader to a childlike, adorable smile.

"Benevolence!"

That demeanor was completely different from the Sandra she had been before.

"I heard that your community was attacked by the Demon King or something, and I've been worried ever since...!"

"It's alright, Sandra...and you look great, that's wonderful!"

"Yeah! I've been worried about you guys, Jin. Now that I see you're all safe and sound, I'm so glad...!"

The moment Sandra was under the weight of her idol-like burden was just like that.

There's no need to continue putting on a solemn act in front of the crowd.

At this moment, Sandra is less like the leader of the community and more like an extremely innocent little girl.

She excitedly ran up to Ren, and Ren looked at her with great joy.

"It's been so long since we last met, I really miss you."

"Me too! Because of my father's critical illness and the succession ceremony, I haven't been able to make it. I'm so sorry!"

"Haha, I never expected you to become a class ruler—"

Ren chuckled and reached out his hand toward Sandra to show his friendliness and want to shake hands.

but.

"…Huh?"

At that very moment, Ren suddenly blinked.

Even Sandra noticed this somewhat strange thing.

"What's wrong... Ren?"

"No, it's nothing..."

He looked around in surprise, but couldn't find anything unusual.

"That's so strange, just now..."

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ren's action drew the attention of Black Rabbit and the others, who all looked at him and asked him questions.

at the same time.

Standing motionless to one side, Mandela's expression began to turn strange.

the reason is simple.

That's because he had just touched the hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist—and couldn't move it.

Completely unable to move, not even a single finger.

Even their breathing seemed to have stopped.

"What's wrong, Brother Mandela... you seem to be feeling unwell."

"No... I'm fine."

Mandela finally recovered, but when Sandra questioned him, he did not admit to the strange behavior he had just experienced.

He quickly regained his composure and then retreated behind Sandra.

Yet, with those same eyes, he kept scanning everyone present.

…Got it.

Mandela suddenly realized what had caused his body to feel almost stiff.

Among the many people present, there was only one person.

With his hands in his pockets, he maintained an attitude and posture of complete indifference, casually leaning against a stone pillar.

White hair, red eyes.

The person whose gender couldn't even be discerned didn't even deliberately look at him.

However, Mandela could sense it.

There was an indescribable aura... that completely enveloped everything around it.

That aura suddenly collapsed towards him in an instant, causing his body to stiffen like plaster.

However, this was not what truly shocked Mandela.

'That kid…'

Mandela stared wide-eyed at the white-haired, red-eyed man.

'He just...didn't do anything, and he didn't even deliberately look at me...!!'

It's just an aura.

This thing alone was enough to instantly suppress Mandela, who had attempted to attack Ren in the last few seconds.

Moreover, the other party didn't even look at him intentionally, so it was probably nothing to him.

How is this possible...?!

If such a person really exists, then why would he... stay in the mere 'NoName'?