Smoke billowed up in the Saw Merchant Kingdom capital.
　It was the smoke of the [Earth Dragon Blast Bellowing Formation] released by 54.
　In the royal capital of the Soh Trading Kingdom, where there were many high-rise buildings, it stretched out to be one of the largest.

　And it didn't stop at one.
　It became the wolfsbane of the battle, and smoke and roaring sounds echoed in various places.
　The battle began everywhere.

　The people of the King's Capital of the Sow Trading Country, who knew nothing about it, panicked.
　They left the battlefield as if they were the first to leave.
　However, they were not harmed.
　The people targeted were all students from Branch 5.

　Hearing that report, the Sow Merchant King Azilia patted his chest.
　However, although Aegilia had known this would happen beforehand, there were some things he hadn't expected.
　She was indignant and sat down in the chair in the command center that had been set up in the royal palace.
　There, a number of images from the automatic writing system, brought to him by his farsightedness, were displayed on the screen.

　Looking at the damage in various parts of the royal capital, Aegilia frowns.

''Hey. It's even more damage than I heard about!　You promised to keep the damage to a minimum.

You should file a claim over there, right, Merchant King?

　A voice rang out in the dimness.
　The one who appeared was a hunched over old man in a white coat.

　Looking at the old man who seemed to be blowing away, Aegilia got off her chair.

　He looked like that, and he knew that the old man was a demon named 'Number Child (Numbers)' 24.

'We tried to secure them peacefully. But it seems that we have encountered more resistance than we thought.

Resistance?　They're just students.

'Have you forgotten that one of those students, the youngest of us 'number kids' (numbers kids), couldn't get a hand or a foot in the door?'

Ggh.....

　Aeglia keeps her mouth shut.
　The Kowloon Cup two years ago.
　Two years ago, the Kowloon Cup.
　He was there too, when the demon Volfot was defeated by a student named Racel.

"I remember. That awful scene...

　Aegilia clenched her fists.
　Looking at her ugly, twisted face, 24 laughed.

''Hahaha........ That's right, your important business meeting was destroyed.''

　The Saw merchant nation of Aegilia had ambitions.

　In other words, they wanted to buy and sell witches.
　They intended to sell soldiers who were better than humans in other countries.
　The introduction of the 99th Kowloon Cup was, so to speak, its unveiling.
　He would beat the headquarters of the Adventurer's School, which was the evergreen army, and win the championship.
　He had thought of such a supreme demonstration, but it had been smashed by Lacelle.

　On the contrary, the Majin brand had fallen to the ground and was recognized as a terrorist.

　Moreover, 99's introduction of the Nine Dragons Cup was Aegilia's sole decision.
　Because of this, I had temporarily fallen out with the Children of Numbers, but over the past two years, I've been able to reach out to people and rebuild our relationship.

　Both the Numbers and the Revolutionary Candidates that work with them are not exactly well-funded.
　Without the backing of the Soviet Union, they can't buy a single bomb.

　They can't buy a single bomb without the backing of the Soviet Union.

　Aeglia has been telling each other this, sheltering the "numbered children" (numbers) in their own country and encouraging their research.

　At the time when the sale of magicians specializing in commerce finally began, that little boy named Racel stood in the way again.

　He was smiling on the surface, but in his heart, Aegilia was burning with hatred to the point of wanting to kill him.
　The one that lured her into the dangerous underwater labyrinth was really meant to kill her.

'Don't worry. We won't make the same mistake...''

'I don't know.　Are you okay?　Chapter 5 students are the bare bones (I wish I could have been there), right?　Capturing them unharmed...

You'll be fine. I'll just use my magic to heal an arm or two off.

Well, I'll leave that to the professionals.

　It wasn't just in a commercial sense that Aegilia tolerated the school trip of the hated Chapter 5 students.

　A demon must have a prime body that can deal with the vast amount of magical power to be able to conform.

　In that respect, the students of Chapter 5 are a treasure trove.
　They have a strong magical power adaptation ability, which makes them ideal for demons.

　They use their elemental bodies to create demon soldiers.

　That was Aegilia's insatiable ambition.

''But tell me, Merchant King. Can you do business with soldiers nowadays?

You may be a witch, but you are ignorant of what's going on in the world.

　A smile finally returned to Aegilia, who had been showing signs of impatience.
　She sat down in a chair with a thud and leaned back.
　He pulled out a cigar and let the purple smoke twitch.

'Every country is now terrified of witches and terrorism. Every country wants good soldiers.

'Hahahaha........ Oh come on. You're defending a demon threat with demons?

'Oh..... That's right. It's been 200 years since the demon tribe was gone.... Humanity was at peace. But the peace has passed (I wish I could have been more peaceful). Now, every country is steadily losing its ability to defend itself compared to 200 years ago.

So you want a good soldier, huh?

Yes. So we can't lose here. And we will have all the students in our possession.

'The Kingdom of Villa Amst won't be silent when the students of Chapter 5 are gone.

'It is not in our power to silence a country. The Sow Commercial State is the sole provider of transportation for the main country. There is no way that a country as big as the Kingdom of Villa Amst would be unable to calculate the economic losses if that function were to be paralyzed.

I'm not so sure it will work.

We'll take care of the rest. You'll do your job. Tell that to the niggers.

Very well. Don't worry. We, the Numbered Children, are not to be defeated. So much for that little boy Racel.

Ho...... That's a lot of confidence.

　Aeglia pushed her cigar into the ashtray.

　As purple smoke drifted into the dimly lit room, 24's creepy smile emerged.

'No matter how strong you are, you can't beat your mama.


　He is the only person who knows about the war 200 years ago....