Villain: After I died, all the heroines cried themselves to sleep.

The Royal Academy's anniversary celebrations were abruptly halted due to the appearance of remnants of the sinful race.

The tragedy that occurred on the last day caused enormous casualties.

According to subsequent statistics, more than one hundred teachers and students were killed by the criminals, and more than one hundred tourists were also killed.

Furthermore, more than a third of the judges and guards were lost.

The entire Holy Emperor Kingdom, and indeed the entire human race, was shrouded in the shadow of the sinful race's terrorist attacks.

Many of those who experienced this terrorist attack suffered severe psychological trauma and developed post-traumatic stress disorder.

More than anything, they harbored an unprecedented hatred for other races and criminals.

Especially the entire faculty and students of the Royal Academy.

Looking at the academy now reduced to ruins, almost half-destroyed, everyone felt extremely heavy-hearted.

The entire academy was immersed in a sad and oppressive atmosphere.

……

The once lively and bustling class has now become desolate and lifeless.

Everyone lost their usual laughter and chatter, simply bowing their heads and remaining silent.

"Ira is dead."

This was the first thing Roger heard when he returned to Class One after the school's anniversary celebration.

It is said that someone saw it: Ira was burned to ashes by the remnants of the sinful race with pitch-black flames.

The college later found no trace of Iraq.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that Iraq is dead.

"What's wrong with everyone? Ira is just missing, and no one has found his body."

Roger forced a smile and tried to reassure everyone.

"Perhaps he had to leave the academy for some reason and couldn't meet everyone?"

"Rogge, you don't need to say anything, and you don't need to force a smile."

Julie patted Roger hard on the shoulder.

She pursed her lips, glanced at Roger with some reluctance, and said earnestly.

"I know you might not be able to accept this right now, after all, Ira was your closest friend. It's cruel, but accept reality! Roger, Ira is dead!"

"..."

Rogge's smile faltered slightly.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

He looked up at the others.

"Waaah..."

Princess Lingsa overheard their conversation, sat down, and sadly wiped away her tears.

Maya looked sorrowful and comforted her from the side.

The Fiora, not far away, wasn't looking this way; she was simply supporting her face with her hand, turning her head to gaze at the dilapidated scene outside the window.

I don't know what she's thinking.

Most of the others, including the third prince, were also in low spirits, grieving over Ira's death.

Even Rupa, who bullied Ira at the beginning of the school year, was dejected.

After three years of school life, we finally managed to come together as a united class.

Starting today, cracks have appeared.

……

The homeroom teacher walked into the classroom and announced the decisions made by the college.

First, the college has already issued Ira's death certificate.

The college will assume responsibility for student injuries and deaths, provide compensation to the students' families, and offer substantial pensions.

Ironically, Iraq came from a slum and had no family or relatives to claim her.

Upon hearing the news, the classroom was once again filled with barely suppressed sobs.

Secondly, all subsequent courses for this semester have been cancelled.

This is the second time that alien races have launched a terrorist attack on the Royal Academy, and no one knows if there will be a third.

Therefore, in order to avoid any further accidents, the college has decided to temporarily suspend all teaching courses.

Furthermore, all students are allowed to graduate early.

In fact, countless parents have already protested, demanding that the college allow students to leave campus early.

Finally, the homeroom teacher bowed deeply to all the students.

He felt deeply guilty for failing to protect Iraq.

He also told everyone that he hoped they could persevere, not be scared off by the alien race, and complete their final year of studies.

Because they are the most talented young generation among humans, and the hope for the future of humanity.

After he finished speaking...

The third academic year ended so abruptly.

……

Rogge returned to the Temple of Sin.

Ira sat on a stone stool at the entrance of the Temple of Sin, swinging his legs listlessly.

Upon seeing Roger, he immediately ran up to him, his face full of concern.

"Brother Rogge! How are things at the academy and with everyone else?"

"What else can we do? The academy is on holiday now, and everyone thinks you're dead, so they're acting really sad."

Rogge shrugged.

Iraq lowered his head upon hearing this.

"It's all my fault..."

"What did you do wrong? Don't take all the blame on yourself."

Roger said irritably.

"Besides, if you've miscalculated, then wouldn't I, the descendant of a sinful race who caused this chaos, be burdened with even greater sins? Should I just find a block of tofu and smash my head against it and die?"

When Rogge had Shulan transform him into the Queen of the Sin Clan in front of Ira, it was tantamount to revealing his true identity to Ira.

Although Ira was greatly surprised that Rogge was a remnant of the sinful race.

Surprisingly, there was no strong reaction, and they readily accepted the fact.

After escaping the academy and arriving at the Hall of Sin, Rogge laid all his cards on the table with Ira.

As a result, Iraq naturally became Rogge's sixth officer.

"Your Highness, it's time to go in and begin the roundtable meeting."

Shulan, who was standing nearby, spoke up to remind her.

So Roger led Shulan and Ira into the main hall to begin the first formal meeting since the school anniversary attack.

Ji Xia and Chi Huang sat obediently in their seats.

Wolf and Goode, who were on missions abroad, have also returned.

Including Shulan and Iraq.

Everyone is present.

"The matter is urgent, so let's skip the small talk and let me tell you what happened and what we found."

Roger gestured to Shulan to distribute the old professor's manuscript copies to the others.

Then he began to recount everything that happened during the school anniversary celebration.

From discovering the fairy Ira, to finding the professor's manuscript, to seeing another side of the world, to finally causing chaos at the Royal Academy and breaking through the encirclement.

"Such a big thing happened in a place I didn't even know about!"

Ji Xia held her head in her hands, distressed that she hadn't been able to help Rogge.

"We alien races are also human? That old man is talking nonsense, is he sure he's not joking?"

Wolf clicked his tongue, not even looking at the manuscript, his face full of disbelief.

"That's why young people should read more books and not be illiterate."

Goode shook his head in exasperation and picked up the manuscript on the table.

"Hehehe... I've spoken with that old professor. He's a human with real expertise. Since he can make these deductions, he's probably right most of the time."

"That's not the focus right now; the focus is on the latter part of the professor's manuscript."

Roger tapped the table, reminding everyone to understand the key point.

Based on the speculation in the first half, the professor, after conducting a secret investigation, believes that the true alien race of the Lost Era has infiltrated the entire human race's upper echelons through the Church of Truth, secretly controlling the human race and even the entire world.

They did not commit genocide against humans, but instead kept them in captivity, clearly for some unknown purpose.

The reason why the alien races, especially the Sinners, are now considered as targets for extermination is most likely because the Sinners possess some kind of power that can threaten them.

Therefore, the old professor was eager to inform the alien race of this discovery.

And so he died.

"Ah... I finally understand what Bai Ze has been searching for his whole life!"

Chi Huang sat on a chair piled high with books and suddenly realized.

"No wonder he spent the first half of his life searching for the relics of the past, and the second half writing forbidden books about the future. It turns out it was all for these real alien races."

"Were the forbidden fairy tales I heard about in the streets actually written by foreigners?"

Ira's eyes widened; he was only just realizing this himself.

Goode squinted and let out a sharp, eerie laugh.

"Hehehe... Nowadays, humans are nothing but livestock kept by other races. It's truly delightful..."

"If what I see is all there is to it, then the world is beyond saving."

"Rogge said quietly."

"I had previously tried to directly attack the blood-red world in my eyes, but it had no effect whatsoever."

"According to the professor's manuscript, our Sinful Race possesses power that threatens the truth. As for what that power is, I think everyone can guess, right?"

Roger gave everyone a deep look, and then, without waiting for their reply, he spoke his answer slowly and deliberately.

"The Demon Sword of Sin".