Expelled from the monastery, he became a homeless man.

Before losing everything, Cyclone still had Hilmirya by his side.

"Do I have to go?"

However, not long after, Hilmirya asked curiously.

Because according to Cyclone's modus operandi, Hilmirya should leave as well in order to truly lose everything.

"Yes, but wait a moment..."

While acting on impulse is a good thing, developments that proceed too smoothly and quickly can feel unreal.

It's important to leave a blank period at the right time to excite the audience for the next thrilling scene.

It was precisely 1 pm when Cyclone, carrying his belongings that had been thrown out, arrived at the center of a square with Hilmirya.

To make a good start, Cyclone was preparing a message, a bait to lure a big fish.

He took out a piece of paper from his belongings, which was Forcia's address.

"Ha… hahaha!! Hahaha!!"

Suddenly, Cyclone burst into laughter.

"And then... as long as I have this, the teaching of water?! Oh, pah!"

With a sly laugh, Cyclone put the paper back into his pocket.

At the same time, Cyclone approached Hilmirya and grabbed her right hand with his right hand.

"Darling, trust me, just follow me!"

Although these were his words, the action of holding her hand was a signal.

Now it was Hilmirya's turn to perform. She first gently leaned into Cyclone's arms, making the young men in the square jealous.

Then, she used magic to sedate Cyclone.

Feeling dizzy for a moment, Hilmirya pushed Cyclone away.

In front of the fallen Cyclone, Hilmirya, with a mischievous grin, took out a bag of gold coins from his belongings.

"I'm sorry, honey~♡ I'm not interested in getting revenge for you~"

With that, Hilmirya placed Cyclone's final assets between her cleavage.

"Goodbye~"

And then heartlessly walked away.

Cyclone cursed viciously as he struggled to regain his mobility.

Now that even Hilmirya had left, Cyclone had truly lost everything.

A man who could potentially overthrow the Water Teaching, a man who had lost everything, bearing two unrelated titles, now was the time for the heretic to surface.

By taking advantage of Cyclone's desire for revenge, even if the "weapon" wasn't great, it was worth a try.

As long as a heretic had such intentions, Cyclone could use him as leverage to approach King Kakarl.

And at that moment, the person Cyclone had been waiting for finally appeared.

Accompanied by Cyclone's roar, a man descended from the sky.

However, the man who jumped out was not the heretic Cyclone had expected, but rather someone he recognized, the assassin captain he had seen this morning.

"It seems like you've used up all your luck this morning~"

It was none other than the assassin captain from earlier, accompanied by a group of assassins.

With Hilmirya's departure still fresh, Cyclone now had to face a group of assassins alone, a truly grim start.

At this rate, without seeing King Kakarl, Cyclone was already facing the prospect of death.

"Hey!! Elyse!! Didn't I tell you to hide?!"

Pointing with his finger, Cyclone directed everyone's attention behind the assassins.

In an instant, everyone turned around.

"Princess?!"

"Princess?"

"…"

Deceived by the simplest trick.

Of course, Cyclone didn't mock them for falling for it.

In that moment of distraction, Cyclone had already slipped away.

"Darn it!! Help me!!!"

Tears streaming down his face, Cyclone ran for his life.

Of course, with Cyclone's pace, the assassins quickly caught up.

What was even more frightening was that this pursuit was more cunning than in the morning.

Step by step, Cyclone was led into a narrow alley.

In the end, Cyclone found himself in a dead end.

With his back against the wall, watching the assassins approach him step by step, Cyclone's legs trembled uncontrollably.

"This... this is nothing like the script at all!!"

Suddenly, a girl wielding a scythe appeared and landed in front of Cyclone.

Without hesitation, Cyclone rushed forward and hugged her thigh.

"Yuna!! You came just in time!!"

But the response to Cyclone was not Yuna. Instead, it was a voice he had heard before.

"Too bad, scumbag, I'm not a witch."

Looking up, Cyclone realized one thing.

Today's beginning was undoubtedly the worst in history.

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