Chapter 260
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 260
Chapter Title: Lesson 51. Solid Alliance - 2
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—Aire: Special activities are a student's duty.
—Aire: It's not good for the homeroom teacher to get involved.
"What's gotten into her all of a sudden?"
Ban Yu-won received an abrupt message from someone who'd never contacted him before in his life, and he frowned slightly.
Judging from how close she usually was with Aisha, it seemed like she'd heard something from her... but homeroom teacher?
"How does this look like a homeroom teacher thing in any way?"
"If you're pulling stunts like this as a homeroom teacher, young master, you're a complete psycho."
Keira shook her head as she said it.
The two of them were standing atop a mountain of corpses.
Surprisingly, they hadn't killed anyone themselves.
Someone who killed Rosius and stole the holy sword had been spotted nearby—
Just by leaking that information, they'd created this disaster.
"That's harsh, Keira. You're the one who baited the troops into clashing."
"Well, that's my specialty."
Keira had used simple disguises, flame illusions, and well-timed shouts to guide the invading forces from various planets into Gallehead, directing them to spark conflicts.
Ban Yu-won's Origin Sword had played a key role in controlling the surroundings and creating on-the-spot magical effects, but he'd learned a ton from Keira about the knack for executing operations—not just raw skill, but tactical finesse.
The moment the operation began, everything about her changed, from her breathing to her movements.
She showed a professional side utterly different from Anari's, making him wonder just how many times she'd done this before.
"Um... sorry for dragging you back into the dirty work."
"...Young master."
Keira turned to him with a serious expression at his voice tinged with guilt.
Ban Yu-won bit his lip, wondering if she was about to scold his soft resolve.
"Say that one more time."
She demanded it with her cheeks oddly flushed.
Ban Yu-won blinked.
"Huh?"
"'Sorry for making you do the dirty work because of me.' Come on, say it."
"...Sorry for making you do the dirty work because of me."
"Ooooh..."
It seemed like a line she'd been dying to hear, as Keira looked utterly satisfied.
The way she let out a voice eerily similar to his older sister's when she got excited was a bit gross.
Ban Yu-won belatedly realized this woman had been a pervert caught hunting high school kids way younger than her before she became his fan, and he regretted saying it.
"Don't look at me like that—it kinda thrills me, but don't misunderstand, young master. I just personally wanted to hear that line."
Keira hurriedly explained, sensing his disgust, but it didn't help much.
"From what you just said, it doesn't feel like there's any misunderstanding to begin with."
"Most people in the family's special forces end up dreaming the same dream! They get close to some high-up during a mission—a rich, handsome, young superior—and after getting battered on dirty ops, they return to his side where he worries about their body and mind, comforts them in all sorts of ways... They endure with fantasies like that!"
"Your sister and Ulrike too—does the Prominence family just have a culture of wildly emotional outbursts?"
Keira smirked at Ban Yu-won's incredulous retort, then manipulated the remaining traces around them to confuse anyone who found the site even more. She admired her handiwork with a proud look.
"Anyway, don't worry about me, young master. I steeled myself for this when I joined the mercenary band with the lady. My days on Earth were fun, like a vacation. I couldn't stay there forever."
"I see..."
"And as a fan, getting to support my ultimate bias is something everyone dreams of."
"I might've been a little touched if you hadn't added that."
"If you weren't the rightful heir and your older sister wasn't around, I wouldn't have cared about the lady at all."
"Okay, okay, enough."
With the job done, the two headed off to find another spot where conflict was brewing.
The others were split into pairs—Anari with Selden, Kang Eun-young with Ban Yu-mi—doing similar work. Naturally, there'd been fierce competition between Anari, Ban Yu-mi, and Keira when pairing up, but as you can see, the winners were...
"Are we wrapping this up on Gallehead, young master?"
"Well, until the sword popped out of the ruins, our only options were more complicated plans with less impact..."
Ban Yu-won sighed, drawing Requiem's blade halfway from its sheath with one hand while filing his nails with the other.
"I wanted to throw out simple bait to disrupt the Guardian Alliance, probe their strengths and weaknesses, evenly whittle down the radicals to spark infighting, and if we had time left, get a look at this 'King of Camelot' guy's face."
"The word 'holy sword' must mean that much to them. But even so, unauthorized invasions and murders in allied territory? This alliance has reached its end."
Ban Yu-won inwardly agreed with her.
Moreover, piecing together intel from scouting Gallehead's major cities and encounters with forces from other planets, the Camelot leader—supposedly the alliance head—didn't seem all that impressive.
As befitting an alliance leader, Camelot had the strongest knight forces among D-13's planets and high overall quality. But until Aisha—the Star Prince—entered Union, they'd been stingy about expending knights, shoving him to the front for most battles.
The Camelot ruler took immense pride in his position and used it to demand much from the alliance.
Given the dimension's frequent external invasions, Camelot's major contributions naturally earned privileges. But abusing that authority to suppress other planets like servants was bound to breed resentment.
"If they were other nations on the same planet, they could've unified or made them vassals. But no, so the situation drags on."
"Multiple mana civilizations in one dimension are rare, but when they exist, it's usually like this. Unless humanity unites, conflict is eternal, right?"
"Stop with the scary thoughts."
Ban Yu-won sighed and looked up, just as an image shared from Tikel projected into his mind.
Forces heading to Gallehead in D-13 were scrambling to redirect due to an invasion alert.
The frequent dimensional invasions weren't a lie.
But this didn't feel like the usual everyday incursions. The invading ships bore the Crimson Spear emblem loud and clear.
"Has the outside finally caught the scent?"
"Even if they have, it's backwater treasure—won't be much scale."
If this incident warranted dimension pirates risking their lives, Camelot would've fallen long ago, unable to protect their inherited holy sword.
Only the Guardian Alliance members, who valued its symbolism highly, were throwing their full might into this holy sword grab.
At least until now.
But Gallehead's holy sword had one critical difference from Camelot's.
Camelot's could only be wielded by descendants of the kingdom's founder, so others couldn't covet it meaningfully. Gallehead's had no such known restriction.
Thus, the implicit understanding that whoever claimed it owned it fueled the frenzy.
In fact, every time Eve appeared wielding Requiem, it took on a different human form to spread that perception.
"If the holy sword scramble spreads further, the dimension's survival could really be at risk. What now, young master?"
"It's fine. I've got something prepared. Let's rest today and observe."
He contacted the group, declaring a temporary halt, then headed to Gallehead—the planet's sole kingdom and its capital, Crossreal.
Despite the crown prince's death, knight annihilation, and alliance invaders ravaging the planet, the capital buzzed with energy, free of unrest.
Well, with the real power holders wiped out, Gallehead was effectively crippled.
They could only watch barbarians rampage through their own lands like it was someone else's problem.
Gallehead's oblivious citizens could enjoy peace until the truth came out.
"Isn't it kinda funny that the planet and kingdom have the same name?"
"Dimensions, planets, kingdoms sharing names? Happens. Even ruling families matching—like Prominence."
"Sorry."
According to Keira, Earth—hundreds of nations crammed on one tiny planet—was an extreme rarity.
Dimensional and planetary names were sacred marks from antiquity, often imbued with immense power.
Nations on the planet vied for its name, leading to many extinctions and eventual unification into one massive kingdom.
Most D-13 planets followed suit...
Only then did Ban Yu-won realize.
'Word spirits. The dimension and planet names hold power as word spirits themselves.'
He couldn't pinpoint who uttered them—some ancestor, true dragon, or similar transcendent being, probably.
Facing the oversized legacy of his own kind of ability users, Ban Yu-won instinctively foresaw his future, a wry smile tugging at his lips.
"Young master?"
"Nah—nothing. Hey, Keira, wanna go on a date?"
"Yes! Y-Yesyesyesyes!"
Ban Yu-won and Keira spent two hours dating in the capital, doubling as info gathering.
After fan service, he stopped at a jewelry shop, buying a heart-pendant and gem-studded accessories.
All pricey with rare gems, the owner nearly insisted on escorting him home, but he firmly refused.
"Young master, is splashing cash like that okay? Over 30 million Ronica total."
About 3 billion in Earth currency—a splurge that made even ex-top UK ranker Keira wince.
Ban Yu-won smiled softly, having her check the Rebelion channel's YouTube subs.
"Young master, I'm a fan club platinum member—I always check subs... What?! 5 billion when?!"
"The masked ball was big, but the club tournament really boosted it."
Few channels had that many subs total. Most were corporate giants with massive capital and teams; per person, Rebelion dominated YouTube earnings.
"Half this channel's revenue is mine, by the way. Lucelle's share comes to me too, so two-thirds overall."
"Whoa, I thought our merc band made insane money, but this is incomparable..."
Even when the channel was tiny, Lucelle had eyed the revenue with a look like she wanted to drag him to bed right then.
Ban Yu-won felt nostalgic seeing Keira's expression remind him of that.
"Um, young master."
As he stored the accessories in his inventory, Keira coughed lightly and asked cautiously.
"There are a lot... all for your girlfriends?"
Her blatant curiosity was kinda cute, making him chuckle.
"Yours too."
"Really?!"
"Older sister's and Anari's too."
"I figured. You think I'd survive giving to just me?"
"Not that bad."
Ban Yu-won lacked creation-from-scratch skill but excelled at elevating existing items.
He'd picked high-mana gems loaded with concepts—prime artifact material—so they'd yield satisfying results before special activities ended.
"So just wait a bit."
"As long as it takes. Oh, can I try one on early?"
Ban Yu-won tilted his head but handed her the intended earrings.
She put them on, giggled, and hurried to the lodging.
The reason for her odd behavior hit when they entered the lobby of the mercenary-band-rented inn.
"Ban Yu-won! Where the hell have you—"
"Keira, don't tell me you broke fan club rules and did something harsh to Yu-won—"
Ban Yu-mi lounged lazily on the lobby sofa, Anari leaned against a pillar; they spotted the pair and fired off words—then froze.
"Ha...?"
"...Oh?"
They instantly noticed the sparkling earrings on Keira's ears.
Narrowing their eyes, they each drew their weapons.
"Make your last words quick."
"Cutting in line is death. You know that, right...?"
"See? Young master?"
"Yeah."
Keira giggled smugly even facing their killing intent, making Ban Yu-won see her as a real heavyweight.
Only after clearing the misunderstanding, reclaiming the earrings, could they check the space situation.
Crimson Spear clashed fiercely with the Guardian Alliance—but Gallehead lacked forces, and the alliance elites were depleted overnight, making the fight passive.
They'd realize it naturally mid-battle.
Repeatedly wounding themselves over one holy sword would doom the dimension.
"Selden, what do you think?"
Selden, ex-Crimson Spear member, scowled at the fleet movements.
"These bastards are moving weird. They might've already infiltrated Gallehead."
"Just the info I wanted."
Kang Eun-young sighed beside nodding Ban Yu-won.
"If the alliance learns dimension pirates infiltrated, will they band tighter against them?"
"Maybe, Mom. It'll create urgency... though Gallehead might get flipped."
Anari eyed him, believing he wasn't that ruthless.
"What now, Yu-won? Pirates aren't like alliance knights. Civilian casualties will start."
"Handle pirates as pirates."
"What?! You planning to drag in Exodus?!"
Selden shouted in panic.
Ban Yu-won smirked and snapped his fingers.
A figure appeared in empty space: massive wings spread, bird emblem-embossed cloak, holding glowing Requiem—Exodus executive forged from Wu Xue-lin's concept intel. Perfect.
"Gallehead's holy sword will end up in Exodus hands. Spread the word."
"Don't pile lies on lies!"
Ban Yu-won coolly replied to yelling Selden.
"If Exodus had entered D-13 first, traitor Selden was set to claim the holy sword. Too bad."
"You damn bratttt!"
Special activities weren't over yet.
Kang Eun-young could only pray no one else crashed the incident.