I adopted a child demon from the Gap, and I'm a special agent for the Bureau of Supernatural Ab

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Section 339, Chapter 18: The Stage That Was Set Up

"So, Zi, you really do like playing pranks sometimes."

After the dinner party ended and Li Cheng returned home, he looked at Zi, who was fiddling with something on the bed, and said helplessly.

"It really was a lot of fun, hehe. That girl's teeth were truly astonishing; they were practically as sharp and powerful as a demon's!"

Zi chuckled, her face beaming with the smile of a successful prank.

"The bite force of a ghost?"

Li Cheng was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask where a ghost would get its biting force, when he remembered that Zi was talking about a kind of monster called "ghost" that used to exist in Japan, a strong and incredibly cruel monster.

It's really unfair to compare a seemingly delicate little girl to a demon. But thinking about it carefully, there does seem to be some truth to it. After all, demons are indeed monsters with enormous appetites and fierce bites.

……and many more.

Li Cheng suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Speaking of which, that little girl named Index seems to be the daughter of the president of the National Magic Association of the Free Alliance, England. So, she should belong to the magic faction, right? Although this attack wasn't orchestrated by the British Magic Association, after such a fierce conflict, how could the association still allow that child to live in this place?

It's worth noting that even the Tohsaka family, who clearly support emerging supernatural abilities, were besieged by angry mobs simply because they were magicians. Tokiomi Tohsaka had to activate a magical barrier to prevent the crowd from storming into his home. After the incident, officially dubbed the "Tokyo Massacre," the public, fueled by the new government's propaganda, had become quite irrational, leading to harassment of many magicians in action groups.

In this situation, it wouldn't be a good thing if the existence of a true descendant from a prestigious magician's family were revealed. Moreover, she's currently working closely with Touma Kamijou, the young hero who saved Tokyo, and the two seem to have an extremely intimate relationship.

Li Cheng couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"There's absolutely no need to worry about this, Cheng. That kid is much stronger than you."

Zi's ​​voice remained languid, and what she said made Li Cheng both amused and exasperated.

"Hey, I'm a man in my thirties, how dare you say that immature kid is stronger than me? That's going too far!"

"This isn't an exaggeration; we're very serious."

Unexpectedly, Zi shook her head, and her expression immediately became serious.

"Although he may seem like a rather unimpressive kid, that child has an incredibly strong will. Many humans, let alone adults, never reach his level of awareness in their entire lives. So, there's no need for you to worry about anything. In fact, among your circle of friends, he is the most unbreakable one in terms of inner strength, and external influences cannot change him."

“Ha, is that so? It seems I was overthinking it,” Li Cheng scratched his head, his expression relaxing a bit. “But what if he gets attacked by a mob? Although his abilities often work wonders against high-level magicians and superhumans, his own strength is indeed not that great.”

But as they talked, they started to worry again.

"You idiot, didn't you train him yourself? Don't you know how well you've taught him? Besides, aren't you in the same group? If one of you is having trouble, go and help him."

Zi looked at Li Cheng with the same look she was giving an idiot.

"Well... if they're seriously trained thugs, three would probably be the limit for Kamijou to handle. But that kid is quite experienced at running away; even if he gets beaten up, he can escape quickly, so there's no need to worry about that. Rather, that kid is really unlucky; it's hard to imagine what kind of experiences he'd have to be so experienced in this area."

According to the girl named Index, it seems that Touma's ability can negate things like luck and superstition, which is why he's always in a state of extreme bad luck. He's the kind of person who never gets a good character in a single pull, and even in a ten-pull, he only gets the pity pull, or sometimes even that fails due to a system error. To be honest, Li Cheng was quite puzzled. Living under such bad luck for over a decade, how could this young man still maintain such a positive and optimistic attitude? It was truly unbelievable.

"So, he's the strongest person in your group."

Zi yawned, having lost all interest in continuing the discussion. She rolled over on the bed, reached out and grabbed Li Cheng, dragging him onto the bed in one swift motion. Then, after a second or two of silence, she kicked Li Cheng off the bed.

"Go take a shower and rinse your mouth. You're not allowed in bed until you've washed off the grease and grime!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

……

The Freedom Alliance, the highest-level prison, is a detention area for individuals with advanced abilities.

Having had all the iron rings removed from his face, his magic circuits sealed, and being completely secured with strong restraints, Forward Wind was imprisoned in a dark room here.

Tap tap, tap tap—

Deep, rhythmic footsteps echoed in the eerie corridor outside the prison. Occasionally, the footsteps would pause briefly, followed by other, fleeting noises, before the footsteps resumed.

Finally, their steps stopped at the prison gate of the Wind Ahead.

"Hmph, so it's you who's here."

Inside the prison, the somewhat weakened Qianfang Zhifeng chuckled and casually glanced outside at a tall, silent figure.

"What, did the fire send you here? No, you must have come here on your own initiative, right? So, are you planning to rescue me? Or are you just here to see me make a fool of myself?"

"...No, I just came to ask you a question."

The tall figure spoke calmly.

"Feng, regarding the Tokyo incident, were you acting under orders, or did you participate voluntarily?"

"Hmph, so the result is this boring?" Feng grinned, his expression turning utterly disgusted. "Of course they actively participated, so everyone living in this technological world deserves to die! They all deserve to die!"

“…I see, I understand,” the figure nodded. “Then, you shall remain here and await the final judgment, to be given the punishment you deserve.”

"punish?!"

The wind ahead's expression became increasingly distorted, as if it had heard something very funny.

"Yes, you have committed a crime and you must be punished for it. This is what you deserve. It may be unacceptable to you right now, but it is indeed what you should do. As for the rest, I will personally take action to end this completely and prevent further casualties."

"Personally taking action? You?"

"The origin of all this tragedy lies in that Academy City construction plan. Therefore, I will completely destroy it to prevent even greater casualties."

The figure said matter-of-factly.

"Hmph, that sounds nice, but you know perfectly well what it would mean if you actually appeared on the battlefield. There are plenty of eyes watching that bill."

"If I were to personally intervene in this incident as required by the bill, it would indeed be an unforgivable sin and I would pay an extremely heavy price. However, if it was not me who committed the mistake first, but the other party, then naturally there would be no problem."

"The other party? Made the mistake first?"

The wind ahead was stunned; she didn't immediately understand what the other person was trying to say.

“Aleister,” the figure answered without further ado, “If I can prove that he is not just an ordinary tycoon, but a transcendent being, then he is the one who violated the law first, and my actions will naturally become a legitimate behavior.”

"Prove that Aleister is a transcendent?!"

The wind ahead was stunned once again by the words of that figure.

“Although there is no direct evidence yet, there are certainly enough reasons to suspect,” the figure continued. “This incident has caused such casualties that I can no longer remain indifferent. This time, I will test that man’s true strength.”

"But what if he isn't? Are you just going to lay yourself out there?"

"The wind ahead asked sharply."

"Then let me perish in the neon lights, as long as I can prevent more tragedies from happening," the figure outside the door said resolutely. "I will spare no effort to end the root of this disaster, the Academy City Project."

"...Hmph, you're talking so righteously, it makes me want to vomit."

The wind ahead sneered, turned its head away, and refused to look at the other person again.

"Now that you've said your piece, let's go. You're not planning on getting me out of here anyway, so have a safe trip."

"Well then, goodbye, wind."

The footsteps faded into the distance, leaving only the dimly lit room where the person in front of him closed his eyes and remained silent in the darkness.

At the same time, the tall figure walked towards the outside of the prison, then suddenly stopped and looked at a dark corridor not far away.

"Come out, I see you. I've also experienced the skills of the Hassan clan. Don't worry that I'll attack you; I wouldn't do such a thing."

"..."

In the silence, Xin, pale-faced, slowly emerged from the darkness.

"You're still so young! Are you this generation's Hassan?"

The figure seemed somewhat shocked.

"I'm just a candidate; I haven't passed Hassan's test yet."

Xin bowed slightly, answering with the demeanor of a junior. The tall figure then fell silent, stroking his chin in thought for a moment before slowly speaking:

"Humble yet powerful, the descendants of the old man in the mountain are remarkable. You have surpassed your predecessors in many ways, keep up the good work."

Xin didn't answer, but just stood there calmly, while the figure continued walking forward, as if the two had never met.

"Tell your current master that I am going to Japan to stop the Academy City project. I will not do anything sneaky. No matter what methods you use to resist or defend against me, I will definitely achieve my goal."

"The Academy City project will only intensify the hatred and fear that the magical world harbors towards the technological world and towards those with superpowers. This will only lead to more and more tragedies, and will only bring pain and destruction. Therefore, this project is absolutely wrong, and I will definitely stop it!"

As the voice faded, the figure disappeared into the prison corridor, and after standing silently for a while, Xin slowly blended into the darkness behind him and vanished.

……

The night in Tokyo was still overcast with dark clouds that had not completely dissipated.

The construction plan for Academy City is nearing completion.

Thanks to its incredibly advanced technology, Academy City was completed ahead of schedule. A vast futuristic city stood on the land of Japan. Of course, this was only the first phase of the project. If subsequent development proceeded without problems, there would be a second and even a third phase, building a massive city that would occupy a significant portion of Japan.

However, this is contingent on the Japanese government being willing to sell the land to Aleister.

The protests ultimately did not escalate into serious riots, thanks in large part to Aleister's secret team. He managed to infiltrate the protesters' organizers as soon as they were assembled, ensuring that Aleister's side always had a grasp of the protesters' movements and plans, thus thwarting many of their attack plans.

Now, with the complete establishment of Academy City, the protesters' desire for a work stoppage has utterly failed. Behind the now-removed walls lies a massive barrier encircling the entire Academy City, ensuring that no one without a pass can enter.

Inside Academy City, the shortage of patrol personnel has been effectively solved by the large number of mechanized guards produced by mechanized factories.

Standing atop the building in the very center of Academy City, Aleister admired the vast city before him, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips.

After so many years of hard work, the "foundation" has finally been completed.

From that day on, my demands finally took their first real step.

“Then it’s time to put the ‘tour plan’ into action,” Aleister said to his attendant. “Let’s begin according to the pre-arranged invitation list.”

"Yes."

The servant bowed and answered in a low voice, then disappeared from the rooftop.

So, the stage is now set up, and it's time for the curtain to rise.

Aleister couldn't help but look forward to what kind of show would unfold next.

…………