Everyone has their own story.
There is no grave without excuses, as everyone has their own circumstances.
However, how one interprets them depends on the individual.
Because of this, Violet’s story stirred an intense chemical reaction in the hearts of two friends.
To these two girls, each with their own share of life’s twists, what Violet had gone through was beyond imagination.
The storyteller herself seed unaffected, but her friends felt as if their hearts were struck with a battering ram.
Irene speculated why Violet had developed the habit of fighting without regard for her own safety.
“Does she see herself as worthless? Because of the experints in the lab?”
Unethical experints and poor treatnt could have lowered how she valued herself.
Irene reflected on Violet’s past actions.
As she did, she suddenly recalled Violet’s declaration made in front of her in the past.
Back then, while revealing the academy’s truths, Violet had said this:
“I’ll destroy the academy!”
Having learned about the academy’s wrongdoings and sches, Irene had resolved to support Violet no matter what she did, though she had secretly thought it reckless.
However, after learning about what Violet had endured today, Irene’s thoughts changed.
Now, she thought she understood why Violet had made such an outrageous declaration.
“So, that’s why she said she’d destroy the academy…”
There was a girl who suffered months, even years of tornt in a laboratory.
Through sheer chance and luck, she succeeded in escaping and enrolled in the academy for a better future.
But the academy turned out to be another massive laboratory.
How terrifying it must have been to escape one cage only to find herself trapped in another.
Yet, she didn’t run away.
“I’m fine now. So don’t cry. Hehe.”
“Hicc… Hic…”
Despite everything she had gone through, she smiled and comforted others instead.
Watching Violet pat Daphne in consolation, Irene felt a pang of sorrow.
She entertained a possibility.
Perhaps Violet…
“Does she want to save others?”
At that mont, Irene felt she understood what Violet ant by wanting to destroy the academy.
Overcoming her own pain and striving for justice—it was remarkable.
Her exact intentions were unclear.
Perhaps it was because she couldn’t stand seeing others suffer as she had, or maybe her aim was simply to eradicate what she deed evil.
Either reason was fine. She was courageously fighting against injustice.
Irene now felt a sense of reverence for Violet.
Her friend might be deeper than she had imagined.
anwhile, Daphne’s thoughts were elsewhere.
“I wondered why she always suffered at night… It’s because of her ti in the lab…”
“I’m okay!”
Even now, she said that, but Daphne knew better.
Violet suffered nightmares every night, struggling to sleep.
Sharing the sa room every night, she had observed it firsthand.
While she had suspected her friend had gone through sothing terrible, she hadn’t expected a story like this.
“She’s still smiling, but she’s hiding it. The mories of the lab still haunt her.”
Daphne could no longer see Violet’s cheerful face in the sa way.
Her eccentric behavior, impulsive tendencies, self-destructive actions, and disregard for her pain—all of it might be proof of how broken Violet was.
It was heartbreaking, and yet, Daphne admired how Violet tried to keep living despite it all.
“Violet, I’ll make sure you never have to hurt again!”
Even as she sobbed among the Violet clones, Daphne made a resolution.
She would do everything she could to prevent her friend from suffering further.
A long ti later, Daphne finally cald down.
She looked at with reddened eyes, giving an embarrassed smile.
“Sorry. I was so shocked… I’ve been a bother after coming over to a friend’s house.”
“It’s okay! I should have told you earlier. It’s my fault.”
I felt soone hug tightly from behind.
It was Irene.
“You’ve had your own path. I never realized.”
“Huh?”
Why was Irene acting like this? I was bewildered.
“Kalia.”
“Uh, uh, yeah? What?”
Daphne suddenly spoke to Kalia, who had been silently observing.
“You said you were in the sa lab, right? Thank you for helping Violet.”
“Helping her? It’s nothing to thank for. If anything, I probably owe Violet more.”
“That’s right! I was the one who got us out!”
I explained again what I had done.
“You broke through the lab’s security on your own using your Unique Ability?”
Irene sounded impressed.
“That’s the power we have!”
“Yeah, yeah!”
“Hey! Talk one at a ti! You’re making my ears hurt!”
As the Violet clones chattered away, the barracks quickly beca lively.
Once everyone recovered from the shock, we had ti to talk and explore the house.
While I was giving a tour of the Violet barracks, Daphne spoke up quietly.
“Uh, I’ll stay here for one more day.”
“Why? Is sothing wrong?”
She pointed to the factory interior with her finger.
Trash, snack wrappers, and food packaging littered the corners.
“I’ll help clean this place up. No matter how many people live here, what is this ss? A pigsty?”
“Violet, didn’t you clean today?”
“I was going to, but I got busy.”
“Let’s clean now!”
“Eek!”
It felt like getting scolded by a parent.
Irene left our house early, busy with personal matters.
While Kalia and Daphne stayed behind to prepare dinner, Violet No. 457 and No. 213 headed for the dormitory and the broker’s office.
“I’m going to check on the dormitory kids for a bit.”
I knew they were staying in the dorms, too.
I’d ask which room and bring their stuff over.
In the anti, I checked TV and internet reports, but the dungeon collapse incident from yesterday wasn’t ntioned much.
At most, there were a few short articles saying a dungeon had collapsed and been suppressed.
Did the clan block the dia coverage?
When I entered the office, a woman in a suit was organizing docunts.
She was one of the Boss’s subordinates.
When we first t, she’d been dressed as a bartender, but now she looked like a regular office worker.
“Not bartending anymore?”
Aina responded.
“That was just a cover for our eting. It’s not necessary anymore.”
As I sat on the sofa waiting, Leslie, the Boss, entered.
“You’re here because of the text. Explain it to .”
“First, there’s a eting scheduled in two days. It’s a chance to reconnect with soone we used to trade with. His na is Armas. The location is near the port in the eastern district.”
The eastern district, huh? I hadn’t been there since escaping the Laplaxia lab.
It’d been a while.
“It’s a bit far. So, what kind of person is he? Can we trust him?”
“Armas is well-connected, even with the Federation Army.
He’s picky—if paynt is even a minute late, he cancels deals—but he always keeps his promises.”
Great, we finally had a eting arranged.
I needed to bring in those weapons soon.
Ramming a truck full of explosives was effective, but to deal with foes who moved as fast as cars and used magic, I needed a variety of thods.
As I planned in my head, Aina brought over a stack of papers she had finished organizing.
“Here are the materials you requested.”
A mountain of docunts appeared on the table.
It was too much to review here.
“The details are all in the papers, but I’ll summarize the key points for you.”
On the first page was a photo of a fierce-looking blonde woman and a delinquent-looking blonde boy.
“Are these the students?”
“That’s right!”
Martina and her younger brother’s movents were revealed.
“I can’t determine the exact location, but the last sighting was near a dungeon in the southern sector. It seems to keep moving and doesn’t stay in one place. Should we continue tracking?”
I only gave the order out of curiosity, but I didn’t think they’d actually find it. Why would they hide in a place like this?
It slled suspicious.
“No, I’ll take it from here.”
Well, it wasn’t urgent, so there was no need to investigate right now.
I had told them to look into that person purely out of curiosity. Disappearing suddenly from school after the duel was outrageous. There was still payback to be had, but they had dared to run away.
I thought about going to confront them, but there were more pressing matters at hand. I needed to focus on what was important.
The team leader’s explanation continued in the next chapter.
“How on earth did you find all this?”
“I just did what you asked. Take a look.”
Surprisingly, this person had almost perfectly carried out the instructions I had given.
The docunt was filled with nas, addresses, family relationships, frequently visited places, and other details about the mbers of the Polaris Academy board and the administrative staff.
They had even gone beyond my instructions by organizing everything.
While it wasn’t possible to investigate the Chairman himself, they had uncovered various connections between the Magna Nabis Clan and the Academy Board.
“Oh, and as for so of the students you asked to investigate…”
The team leader, who had been explaining things coherently, began to hesitate.
“Is there a problem?”
“It’s about the student council president and the two under them. I figured out the basics, but there are no records.”
“What?”
Feeling puzzled, I urged the team leader to explain further. When I heard the next part, I was dumbfounded.
“The first records of them suddenly appeared six or seven years ago. There are addresses and parent nas listed, but upon investigation, those places were occupied by other people or the nas belonged to deceased individuals. It’s all fake.”
“Does that an they’re from outside Rustlum?”
“I even reached out to friends in customs and immigration. Nothing. Their entry and exit records are perfectly clean.”
According to what they were saying, the student council president and their group seed to have dropped out of the sky.
“The clan could have brought them in, but if that were the case, I’d have been able to find out…”
“It’s fine. This much is more than enough. Good work!”
I didn’t push further. The fact that the broker had uncovered this much was already impressive.
However, the surprises didn’t end there.
“You found them?”
“I only confird where they might have passed through. I can’t pinpoint their exact location.”
The na “Osprey Rodriguez” was written on the docunts.
He was Kalia’s uncle and the leader of the Osprey Brotherhood. After his disappearance, the Brotherhood had transford from a respectable regional vigilante group into a violent gang.
It was astonishing. In the main story, Kalia’s uncle was also declared missing and was never found. Yet here he was.
“Several tips ca in recently about soone with a similar appearance and deanor. We got lucky.”
According to the explanation, soone resembling the description had been seen being moved to a human trafficking organization’s hideout.
While there were several suspected locations, verifying them was difficult, as they likely kept moving between places.
Still, there was a lead.
This should be enough to track him down.
I pulled out a thick envelope from my pocket and handed it over.
The team leader accepted it without any visible reaction.
“This is too much to read here. I’ll look at it later.”
After collecting the docunts, I sent them straight to the temporary command center in the barracks.
There was a lot to go through.
“Hey, what kind of student has no records at all?”
“Could they be from another world?”
The student council president, the vice president, and the treasurer were truly strange. Their records were nearly non-existent. While chatting with the Violets, an interesting theory ca up.
“Could they be like us?”
That was possible. Those three could have been orphans like us.
“Maybe they’re secret agents trained in isolation?”
In this world, that wasn’t far-fetched.
Taking talented children and turning them into special operatives seed plausible.
After all, I had been dragged here without parents and experinted on.
But the student council and board issues weren’t what I needed to deal with now. There was sothing I needed to address imdiately.
According to the data, Kalia’s uncle had been taken to a location in the western sector.
It was said to be a human trafficking hideout, rumored to have ties to pharmaceutical companies or clans.
Fine. First, I’d infiltrate that organization, confirm if he was the person I was looking for, and find out where he’d been taken.
For now, it was just a suspicion, not a certainty. If it turned out to be true, I’d have to proceed cautiously.
So shady pharmaceutical company or clan was likely involved. It didn’t seem to be Laplaxia, so which one could it be?
“I’ll figure it out. Let’s move, everyone!”
“Let’s start the operation imdiately.”
That night, sowhere in the western sector.
“Talk! Spill it!”
“Aaaaaagh! I’ll talk! I’ll talk! Mom! Moooooom!”
The heavily ard Murderous Violet Squad stord the Water Pigs’ human trafficking gang hideout. After so small talk and hamr-assisted persuasion, we obtained a clue.
“We found it.”
“Let’s inform Kalia!”
According to testimony, soone suspected to be Osprey Rodriguez was at a hospital in a small town in the western sector.
“So, it’s a hospital that isn’t really a hospital?”
“I don’t know! They must be doing experints or sothing! We just handled the deliveries!”
“Shut up!”
I smashed the back of the whining trafficker’s head with the hamr. He went silent for good.
“A research lab, huh? Been a while.”
“What kind of place could it be…”
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