The End of a Debate.

That day the sky was clear. Clouds could be seen at the ship's base, moving like ocean waves, as the Azure Escape Ship soared high overhead. Although the air felt great against the skin, the Azure Escape's atmosphere was warm. Emma, Nethon, Feynrahel, and Arven were the four young nobles from the Qingchang group that Kiran was arguing against.

It appeared like Emma woke up from a dream. Her lips quivered and her face turned pale. Half shrieking, half inconsolable, she said.

"Y-you were my attacker that night in the Cafeteria courtyard!"

"You used black magic!"

Emma's three male friends snapped at her. "Villain!"

Of all, Feynrahel was the most combative. In his hand, the enchanted blade shifted. He cut with a slicing motion, his mouth hissing like a chant calling forth fire.

"Go away!"

Three fireballs shot in Kiran's direction at a medium pace. There was a crackling sound that sounded like flames. As the atmosphere heated up, some onlookers had to move aside to prevent getting struck b