Aiwass quickly adapted to campus life at the Royal Law University.


    It was now Thursday afternoon.


    Two days had passed since Aiwass wasst featured in the "ss Staircase Daily".


    It waspletely different from the previous time at the Pelican Bar—although Aiwass had made the paper, not many people at school knew him.


    That''s because not many students would buy the pricey and serious "ss Staircase Daily".


    The content in the "ss Staircase Daily" was too grave, and most of the news was very brief—for example, the death of a major figure, personnel changes at the top of a department, the prosperity or crisis of an industry, the adjustments inws and taxes, the interpretation of key policies for the current or following year, and other significant events happening in other countries.


    There was no gossip or fun, nor the serialized novels, short poems and jokes, or intriguing advertisements often found in other newspapers. Moreover, many details of the news were iplete, many major events were only mentioned in a single sentence.


    The words that appeared most frequently in the "ss Staircase Daily" were various "names"—and for the students, they hardly recognized most of them, finding them headache-inducing. The only highlight might be the "Demonic Painting" by Master Yanis.


    So regr students wouldn''t buy such a thing. It wasn''t about intelligence or schrship... If someone suddenly purchased the "ss Staircase Daily", it wouldn''t be for the knowledge or information since they couldn''t understand it. It was either their parents''mand or merely to show off, pretending toprehend.


    At that time, for the students at the University of Law, Aiwass was simply a "stranger who suddenly appeared on the front page of the ''ss Staircase Daily''", and an "other people''s child" at whom they felt enmity.


    After all, both the Pelican Bar and the Demon Schr were very distant matters for these students living in the Red Queen District.


    However, the murder that took ce at the White Ballet Shoes Club on Monday afternoon and the killer who attempted to assassinate Princess Isabel were different.


    This was something that happened right beside them, and many students witnessed it with their own eyes.


    Secretary Raff fell from the second floor andnded at their feet, sumbing to the poison in front of the students; inspectors and inspectors streamed in from all over the city and lined up at the club''s door; the Sky Cavalry in silver-white armor and dragon-headed helmets rode majestic White Griffons, soaring swiftly through the sky...


    —If Avalon were to go to war one day, it would probably look like this! the students thought excitedly.


    Contrary to the generally conservative Round Table Hall and the Hall of Silver and Tin, students were passionate about war. Their daily routine was toofortable, too boring, and they were desperate to find something thrilling.


    And this incident was thrilling enough.


    The beautiful female assassin emerged from the shadow of Her Highness the Princess, and the old knight, d in armor and wielding a two-handed sword, chased after her. They fought fiercely in the streets,w magic blocked off the city''s roads, Sky Cavalry aboveunched attacks, thunderps and wind, as sharp as des, rained down, and thunder from ss Ind''s outermost edge rumbled through the clouds.


    The old knight chased her from the Red Queen District to the White Queen District, and then from the White Queen District to the Lohar District. His capacity for action was very limited, and he almost lost her after just two streets—but fortunately, the Griffon knights followed behind, and Director Gordon also called his own Griffon.


    But once they were in the sky, it became even harder to track her.


    The only clue they had was the "shadow that shed by on the ground where there were clearly no obstructions". As their altitude increased, it became even harder to discern.


    Not to mention, the streets of ss Ind were so narrow. It was really frustrating to chase through them.


    The Red and White Queen Districts'' inhabitants included many Knight Families, priests, elves, rich merchants, schrs, and officials. There were also some distinguished guests traveling from foreign countries.


    The cunning assassin even led them through churches, museums, art galleries, government buildings, courts, orphanages, schools, hospitals, research institutes... Her route wasn''t even straight, but deliberately winding through these ces, diving into the crowds, leading the knights tounch attacks on her.


    But these old knights were not hot-headed fools. They could enter the Round Table Hall, and most were over forty years old. They were past that impulsive age, each one quiteposed.


    —If they acted rashly, it was uncertain whether the high-level assassin on the Path of Adaptation would be hurt, but the bystanders would definitely die. And in droves.


    That would be worse than letting the killer escape!


    After all, the assassin had only murdered a low-level secretary. Although she had once fled into the shadows of Her Highness... she had not actually attempted to murder a royal family member.


    The assassin obviously knew what they were wary of, and so she deliberately led them in circles. Relying on her extremely proficient duplication, stealth, and vision deception techniques, she shook off the Supervisory Bureau''s pursuit before nightfall. The only certainty was that the target had entered the Lohar District before disappearing.