What ** did he get himself into…

…

The next day, classes were canceled because of the funeral of not only a teacher of our school but an important figure within Amlas.

We don’t have many strong adventurers that stay in this weak city, so most B-rank adventurers and above are treasures to be held.

But, there was one problem with the funeral…

“Why did the government invite all of the families in this city…? Shit is going to be crazy,” Findir said as we all waited outside of the special graveyard.

It was a place for the fallen adventurers that had made a change in our city, but to be honest, my teacher didn’t make much of a change.

So, there must’ve been a different reason as to why he was placed in this special cemetery.

Is the government seriously planning on killing all of the families here? But wouldn’t they expect that?

“*sigh*… Things are going to get bloody either way,” I muttered before scanning my surroundings.

Cy is still not here…

After about waiting for half a day, it began to rain, and my formal attire was drenched as soon as I stepped up to the grave with a group of nineteen other students, which included Findir and Aisa.

Surprisingly, some were crying while some just stared blankly at the grave with not even a shred of empathy.

Silence suddenly enveloped the cemetery.

The sound of pattering rain was drowned out by the eerie silence that only allowed you to hear your own breath.

FWOOSH

A gust of wind blew past us, and six of the kids in the group of twenty fell to the ground, headless and cold as stone.

So it’s begun…

One thing that all of the kids had in common was that they were part of an influential family, meaning this definitely was a trap to try and end the war here.

As I ran with the screaming kids beside me outside of the cemetery, Aisa and Findir followed me, their faces washed with panic.

“It’s fine. We’re most likely not their targets but just stay aware of your surroundings….” I said, trying to calm them down, but it didn’t really do much.

As soon as we exited the cemetery, we made a break for the school not too far away, and as the other two ran a bit ahead of me, I looked back.

Explosions of different elements erupted into a cloud of smoke that began to slow the coat city in ash and blood.

The screams of pain that echoed through the air were the only thing I could hear, even as I ran farther and farther away.

I could see some of the teachers and even the headmaster escorting all the civilians and students they could find, just barely out of the way of the attacks.

“Is this the government?” I asked one of the teachers who had just passed by us.

“Yes. There is a reason why the government still holds power despite the fact that the surrounding families are so strong… because obviously, they are strong as well. They eliminate any threat on the continent, no matter the situation and no matter the repercussions,” He said.

“Yeah, think of how the Arch Mage was killed. Part of the government wanted to keep her a prisoner to experiment on her, but the higher-ups just shot that down and ended up sentencing her to a slow and painful death,” A woman butted in, and she looked to be an adventurer.

“Wait, what? WHAT?! WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!” I shouted, and I grabbed the woman’s arms instinctively.

“H-Huh? You didn’t know about that? The Arch-Mage was killed because of the government higher-ups… Well, I guess you were just a kid when it happened, so-“

“Orion, your bloodlust is leaking out,” Aisa sighed.

After letting go of the woman and letting her go escort some more people, I walked farther into the city while my friends followed behind me.

“What’s wrong? Do you look up to the Arch-Mage?” Findir asked as I tried to suppress my anger, meaning I didn’t really hear what he said.

So the government was behind all of this? Why would somebody who controls this continent want to kill her, though? Is it true that she really did something wrong? But she didn’t seem like that?

“Hey, let’s just go to Cy’s house. It’s best to get away from here and just wait until everything dies down,”

But, just as we were about to pick up the pace, I ran into Arthur as soon as we turned around a block.

Instead of him panicking, he was mostly calm while the rest of his party behind him was practically radiating nerves.

“Aren’t you going to be thankful that I’m still alive?” I smiled at him, and he just stared at my face.

“What’s up with the fake smile? Did some of your friends die in the attack?” He asked, and I was a bit surprised at how easily he read my face.

“Meh… It’s nothing,”

“*sigh*… Well, I am glad that you’re alive, but we have more important things at hand. If the government eliminates all the families in this city, everything I’ve built up will come crashing down,”

“Don’t worry, that won’t happen. It’s just the weaker ones will die, and the stronger ones will thrive even more,” I responded.

“Well, you might not care as much, but I still have family and friends here that under the protection of these families… You have no clue how deep these connections run, kid,”

“Then, I’ll see you later, I guess,”

“Hey, don’t go back to the school. That place is going to be a death zone so hang out at a friend’s place for the time being,”

“That’s what I was planning on doing,”

We soon waved goodbye to Arthur and his party before walking over to Cy’s house in hopes of potentially finding him.

And yes, we found him… and he was a little different.