As smoke rose following the screams, Travis stood still.

�Overthrow Jive!�

A group of chicken heads were attacking citizens through the smoke.

�uh?�uh?�

Maybe it doesn�t matter, but when he felt the horror and tried to turn around.

�Gagging!�

A long sword pierced his heart from behind.

�I got it, I got it!�

A group of chicken heads gathered around Travis, who collapsed on the floor vomiting blood.

�No, no���

Travis� hand stretched out toward the house, and numerous swords pierced his body.

�Ha ha ha!�die!�die!�

What was the last emotion he felt while being lynched by an unknown terrorist?

�I�m sorry, honey����my son����It was helplessness against the world.

The bombing incident in the capital reached Delta Headquarters through breaking news.

Fermi read the papers as he walked down the aisles.

� Investigating the route of bringing in explosives.�Judging by his appearance, he is presumed to be of the same type as the Delta Headquarters terrorist.�The state of being addicted to drugs.�Unable to verify identity.

�Drug soldier.�If the brain�s memory elements are damaged���

A kingdom was specified.

�Iron.�

Fermi, who controlled the southern continent through drugs, was the only country that could not reach out.

�Manufacturing drugs under the direction of the royal family, and developing soldiers with them.�Indiscriminate terror must also be a major means for them to strengthen their royal power���

�Fermi.�

When I raised my head at the familiar voice, Seriel stood there.

Geese�s aide, Myron, entered the Iron Sector to avoid people�s eyes.

�The big hurdle has passed.�

Upon entering the secret room, there was Basak, King of Iron, and Phaedra, Prime Minister of Arachne.

�Hey, Myron.�congratulations�Was it tidy?�

�It�s all thanks to the King.�

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