“The adults said they’ll be here in an hour, so what are we going to do now?”

“What else? Of course we have to remove the necklace!”

“Huh? But why aren’t you getting up, Allen?”

“…Give me a moment. I’ve been tense all day and my legs have gone weak.”

“Alright. Take a little rest, Allen.”

The children relaxed and flopped down on the sofa and chairs, their mouths hanging open.

At this moment, Nigel’s gaze met Allen’s, who was stretched out pale on the sofa armrest, as she stroked the hair of Knox, who had fallen asleep on the carpet using the sofa as a backrest.

“Allen, is it possible?”

“…Huh? Oh, of course!”

Nigel and Allen, lost in their own world, exchanged meaningful words and simultaneously raised the corners of their mouths.

Sid, the only one who hadn’t lost his elegance in this room, silently watched these two before speaking up in frustration.

“More importantly, don’t we have to wait until Knox wakes up to remove all his necklaces? We can only control Knox’s necklaces with the ring he’s wearing, and that ring isn’t budging from his finger.”

Tsk tsk.

Allen moved only his index finger, wagging it left and right while playfully furrowing his brow.

“What good is being book smart, after all, model students who only study from textbooks are weak at application.”

“Evans, you haven’t forgotten that your best friend is the top model student in our year, have you?”

“Ah, I forgot to mention the most important thing – that I’m in the politics department. Sorry~”

“The cunning of the magic department is well-renowned.”

As Allen grinned shamelessly, Sid shot back without backing down.

Their relationship seemed to have grown closer in Nigel and Noah’s absence, as Allen and Sid bickered quite naturally.

“Enough with the pointless talk, now kindly bestow upon us the wisdom of that great magic department. Surely the answer isn’t to cut off the Count’s finger along with the ring.”

Ugh, Allen’s face scrunched up completely.

“…Just imagining it makes me want to vomit. Nigel, you explain the rest.”

“Alright, cool your head for a moment.”

Thinking that he must be exhausted after overexerting himself all day in the scorching sun, given his weak strength and stamina, Nigel snorted and began to speak.

“Sid, do you remember the two conditions for being a magician?”

“That’s easy. One must have sufficient magical power for manifestation and the ability to control that power to be called a magician.”

“Then what about the principles of operating and canceling magical formulas?”

“The exact value of required magical power and the precise input of that resulting value. The cancellation principle is similar to the operation principle, but the difference is that the resulting magical power must be continuously injected at a constant rate until the formula completely disappears.”

“Correct. Now for the final question. You surely know Allen’s specialty too, right?”

After pondering for a moment, Sid recalled Allen’s final exam scores.

Among the mediocre two-digit numbers that barely passed, there was a lone three-digit number that was close to perfect with bonus points.

And written above that number was ‘Magical Sensitivity’.

Allen’s insane sensitivity, which could not only distinguish people’s magic but even grasp magical formulas engraved on magical tools when fully concentrated, surpassed even Nigel’s score.

Sid finally realized what these two magic department fellows were trying to do.

“…Really, is that even possible?”

Because canceling magical formulas was the epitome of inefficiency, requiring vast magical power and prolonged concentration for delicate magical control, the cancellation principle was rarely used in daily life.

It was more efficient to completely destroy the formula and engrave it again from scratch, so even in Heres’ class, the cancellation principle was only covered in theory lessons.

But the look in Nigel’s eyes as she stared intently at Sid with folded arms showed not even a ripple of hesitation.

Nigel and Allen were saying they would cancel the formula on Count Lumen’s ring on the spot.

And out of the numerous formulas that would be intricately intertwined, they would find only the attachment formula that prevented it from coming off his hand.

“Allen, get up now. We have work to do.”

When Nigel nudged him, Allen reluctantly got up.

Seeing this, Nigel felt sympathy.

After all, if it weren’t for her, Allen would have been enjoying a comfortable vacation between his own villa and his parents’ villa.

“…When this is all over, let’s go on a proper trip. We still haven’t had salt ice cream.”

“…!”

At those hesitantly spoken words, Allen instantly regained his energy and walked ahead of Nigel.

Allen plopped down in front of Count Lumen and slowly closed his eyes.

“Hmm… it’s too complicated to tell what’s what, so I’ll just call out everything for now.”

“Paper and pen! Hurry!”

At Nigel’s urgent cry, Noah and the rest quickly moved.

No matter how excellent Allen’s abilities were, magical sensing was a battle of mental strength, so it had to be finished quickly.

Following Nigel’s instructions, the children spread out paper on the floor.

“First, there’s a large circle with a square inside…”

And they began to draw the formula according to Allen’s instructions.

Naturally, the one who took the pen, unable to bear Nigel’s drawing, was Yenika from the Krena Royal Palace, where pursuing beauty was as natural as eating food.

Clean and straight lines, starkly contrasting with Nigel’s crooked and messy ones, were drawn with a single gesture.

“…That’s all.”

Allen, whose complexion had worsened in just a few minutes, slowly opened his eyes. Still, happiness at the thought of playing with Nigel lingered in those eyes.

Yenika perfectly and neatly drew the formula, not missing any of Allen’s quickly passing information.

“Allen and Yenika, take a rest.”

Now it was time to analyze and calculate the disgustingly complex formula that filled the floor.

“I’ll help too.”

“Me too.”

The three quickly divided up the roles.

It was a repetitive process where Nigel and Sid analyzed the formula and wrote down the equations, while Noah solved the time-consuming and annoying simple calculations and handed them over to the two.

Thanks to this efficient method, the formula was quickly organized.

And then.

“Found it.”

In less than 30 minutes, the three children managed to find the attachment-related formula and its resulting value.

“It’s the second diamond from the left at 8 o’clock. Allen, prepare again.”

Allen closed his eyes again, and Nigel slowly began to release magical power towards the ring.

Allen, surprised by Nigel’s vast magical power, quickly regained his senses and adjusted Nigel’s magic.

5 minutes, 10 minutes passed like that, and.

“…It’s done.”

Along with the soft voice, Allen smiled.

Clang!

Simultaneously, a refreshing shattering sound was heard as metal hit the floor, sending chills down everyone’s spine.

The five young boys and girls who had accomplished what they thought impossible smiled happily as they looked at the soundly sleeping Knox.

“So who wants to control the ring?”

Without much discussion, Nigel was unanimously chosen.

Nigel, hiding her trembling heart, carefully put on the ring.

“…!”

She felt it.

That about twenty necklaces were connected to this one ring. And that her will could control the necklaces.

‘After all, revenge is something you have to do yourself, not have others do for you.’

Her choice to use Beselion as the unfilial son and knock out only the minimum number of people was correct.

Nigel smiled and repeatedly reinforced her strong will. Strongly, so that the ring wouldn’t miss her command for even a single person.

…Click.

That will led to results.

The shackles that bound the child’s neck came undone as if it were a lie.

The sensation of connection was severed one by one, plop, plop.

When all connections were finally ended.

Woong woong woong.

A vibration was felt from deep within.

“What is this sound…”

“It’s the sound of one who has regained what was taken.”

Indeed, Knox was suited to running around freely.

Nigel smiled.

Bang!!

That’s when it happened.

A thunderous sound came from the door as if it would break.

Because the sound was similar in power to when Nigel used magic, even though they knew it wasn’t her, the children’s gazes naturally turned to Nigel.

“…It wasn’t me.”

Nigel raised both hands, claiming innocence.

“Uh… Then surely Knox hasn’t come to take revenge on us too, right?”

Allen’s anxious voice echoed pitifully amidst the thunderous noise.

“Oh come on~ There’s no way.”

“They said he likes pranks, but I’ve never heard of repaying kindness with enmity.”

Despite saying this, the children instinctively gathered together and drew their weapons.

Bang!! Bang!!

“Did we lock the door proper-”

Bang!!!

Before the words could even finish, the door shattered into pieces.

And a woman with her red hair tied up high entered the room, dusting off her hands with the momentum of someone who would surely tear at least one person to death.

And as she met the five pairs of trembling eyes, her terrifying aura melted away like water.

“Uh…?”

“Roneh!!”

As Yenika quickly ran towards the red-haired woman, Nigel and the other Sienna students slowly bowed their heads.

There was no situation more uncomfortable than coincidentally running into a professor right after causing a big incident outside the academy.