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Chris walked over to the office where the headmaster was.
She knocked on the door and received a reply from inside.
“You may come in.”
Chris said, “Excuse me,” and opened the door.
The walls were decorated with portraits of the past headmasters of the school.
Chris told the story that Owen and the others had told Frederick Burge, a man working quietly at a desk near the window.
He had thick eyebrows and a skinhead.
And his piercing eyes were more suited to being an underworld boss.
Frederick wrinkled his brow and asked Chris.
“Is it true what they say?”
The story was about the miasma.
There could be miasma in Dominic’s magic.
If that’s true, it’s a big problem.
Chris knew of only one major incident in which miasma had been used.
“Yes. That’s what the saint told me.”
One of the saint’s abilities is the ability to detect miasma.
“The other day’s suspicious death, this

 is a nasty one.”
“If this is the work of a ‘madman’
”
“He’s already dead. I’ve seen it with my own eyes.”
“

Yes.”
“We should have a staff meeting as soon as possible. 

But first, Chris. Head to the commercial area. Get Dominic there right away.”
“Yes, sir.”
Chris nodded and left the office.
Then he headed for the commercial area at full speed.
—Body Enhancement
Chris’s physical enhancement was second to none, even against a knight who mainly fought in close combat.
Soon I was able to get close to the commercial area.
‘I have a bad feeling about this.’
‘I can feel the miasma coming from the people.
In an incident that Chris knew about in the past, many people had been killed by miasma-covered [madmen].
A person covered in miasma.
There should be no such thing.
They are no longer human.
If this were only a problem with Dominic, we could just get rid of him.
But if someone deliberately planted the miasma in a human being, 

 would be a problem.
The fact that such technology exists is a problem in itself.
“Geeyaaaaahhh!”
Through her sharpened hearing, she heard a distant yell.
Chris concentrated his magic power on both his legs and increased his running speed.
—Whoa, whoa!
—A demon in such a place!
The commercial area was surrounded by a hubbub.
Then, I reached the center of the commotion.
There was Owen, who was vomiting, and Farren, who was slumped down.
“What happened 

?”
Chris said, and at the same time, she found Dominic’s head.
It was gone from the neck down.
Furthermore, there was no blood coming from Dominic’s neck.
“Chris
.sensei.”
Owen looked at Chris with sluggish eyes.
‘What really happened?’
Chris furrowed her brow.
There were traces of fighting everywhere.
It looked as if he had fought a demon.
“Owen. What happened here?