Chapter 107.1

Chapter 107 – Rule 31. The Leader Restores Order in Academy City (9)

Enemies are coming.

It was hardly surprising.

After all, it was expected.

Concentrating on detecting magic power, Ahn Woo-jin faintly sensed a dense wave of magic beyond the secret base.

They were still far away.

“Senior.”

The door opened, and Lee Se-Ah stepped inside. She was trying to appear calm, but her urgency was evident.

“Has the Martial Law Guard arrived?”

“Huh? Yes… Did you detect their magic from here as well? That’s impressive.”

Woo-jin got up from his chair and did some light stretching, rotating his shoulders.

“I wanted to let you rest for at least a day, but it seems I failed. We need to escape quickly, Senior.”

They could easily flee by leaping through space.

The problem was…

“What about you?”

The fact that the Martial Law Guard was heading their way meant that they had realized the Do-hwa Group had been hiding Woo-jin.

Under martial law, the Martial Law Guard is allowed to use all kinds of violent means for the sake of maintaining order.

In other words, the fate awaiting Se-Ah and the Do-hwa Group members was all too clear.

“This magic… It’s probably the Spartoi. The people here won’t stand a chance.”
“I know. But what can we do? We’ll find an opening and escape. We’ve even prepared an escape route just in case.”

Find an opening and escape? Against the Spartoi?

“……”

Suddenly, memories from the original storyline flashed through Woo-jin’s mind.

Not long after becoming the ruler of the Black Market, Se-Ah died mysteriously.

Considering that the Do-hwa Group was also annihilated, it seemed highly likely that she had been murdered by someone.

Who caused Se-Ah and the Do-hwa Group to end up like that was unknown.

It seemed most likely that criminal organizations, who resented Se-Ah’s rise as the Black Market’s ruler, banded together and struck her down… but that explanation didn’t sit well with Woo-jin.

Would someone as meticulous as Se-Ah really be taken down so easily?

Even the magic power possessed by the Do-hwa Group members was no joke.

In other words, in the original, it seemed she was likely taken down by a strong opponent whose actions were unpredictable.

An assassination, no less.

‘This situation is no exception.’

Se-Ah might suffer horribly for hiding Woo-jin.

And the opponents were the Spartoi.

Even if Se-Ah died and the Do-hwa Group was destroyed, it would seem like a natural outcome, just like in the original.

Even if she wasn’t fully trustworthy, Se-Ah was a junior that Woo-jin liked. He didn’t want her to get hurt.

Above all, she had provided a place for him to rest, which led to this crisis.

If he left recklessly now, his conscience wouldn’t be able to bear it.

‘Thankfully, my magic power has nearly recovered.’

As expected of someone at the 7th Tier.

He hadn’t expected his magic to recover so quickly, even from a depleted state.

At this rate, he’d soon be back to full strength. A full-on battle wouldn’t be out of the question.

Woo-jin approached Se-Ah, standing right in front of her, and asked.

“You don’t regret hiding me, do you?”

Se-Ah responded with a sly grin, her expression innocent.

“I’ve never regretted anything in my life.”

“Then that’s good.”

Woo-jin tried to pass by Se-Ah.

“Senior.”

Woo-jin stopped in his tracks.

“Are you going to fight?”

“……”

“Don’t do anything reckless.”

“What?”

“Don’t go saying weird stuff to the enemies, like how you used your connection with me to pressure our Do-hwa Group members into giving you shelter.”

Se-Ah stared at Woo-jin, speaking firmly, as if issuing a warning.

Woo-jin chuckled.

“Wow, juniors these days have no qualms about speaking to their seniors like that. See you next time. Stay safe.”

Woo-jin lightly patted Se-Ah on the shoulder as he passed by.

The moment he left the room, he tore a rift in the air and leaped through space.

He intended to take down the enemies before the Do-hwa Group could clash with the Spartoi.

Meanwhile, in the forest.

A squad of Spartoi was rapidly advancing toward the secret base.

They were tense, maintaining their stealth.

Their target was Ahn Woo-jin.

A powerful 7th Tier fighter.

“This should be the place, right?”

“Yes, we’re almost there.”

They had discovered clues suggesting that Woo-jin might be hiding somewhere in this mountain.

As Woo-jin’s magic gradually recovered, the massive magic detection apparatus spanning Neo Seoul had picked up his energy.

The Spartoi dispatched to search knew they couldn’t beat a 7th Tier like Woo-jin.

His fearsome thunder strikes and spatial abilities were a nightmare to counter. Trying to devise a strategy against such overwhelming power was a luxury they couldn’t afford—the power gap was simply too vast.

Thus, their mission was merely to measure Woo-jin’s magic information accurately and relay it to the Martial Law Guard.

However…

“!”

A heavy wave of magic surged forth, shaking the trees and engulfing the Spartoi. They all stopped simultaneously, faces filled with shock.

Something was coming.

Crack!

At that moment, a rift formed among the Spartoi, and Woo-jin casually walked out.

A high-ranking powerhouse had suddenly appeared in their midst.

Although the Spartoi were agents specialized in black ops and didn’t overtly display emotional turmoil, a hint of fear was visible on their faces.

“Ahn Woo…!”

Crack!!

Rifts formed around each Spartoi, encircling them like a prison, leaving them no time to counterattack.

Boom!!!

High-pressure electric magic poured through the rifts, efficiently engulfing the enemies.

Spatial Domination, a unique ability.

Magic Technique Type 2: Spatial Thunderstrike.

The Spartoi fell to the ground, battered and scorched without a chance to even scream.