The Saint Class Reincarnator
CHAPTER 87: REPEATED CATASTROPHE (2)

That night, men in blue robes gathered at Claude's place. When he finished seeing the departure of Saint Alvius, his secret meeting held the title of which no one knew.

In a room that only had a high bookshelf, a clear giant sphere like glass, was, and the magic tools collected across the bookshelf on display like a collection object or antiques.

When a portal opened inside the room, someone appeared. He is the Wizard Cedric.

Claude who saw the arrival of Cedric asked in a cold voice.

“What about those traitorous Wizards?”

It made Cedric almost think twice before answering in order to really make Claude satisfied. However, knowing the fact that this can not be hidden. The problem was that his partner who had been caught in a trap and also the friend he thought was also a colleague turned out to be a traitor, thus trying to make a Dungeon Break.

Attempts to create a ruckus and chaos caused by the traitors. The wizard he knew so well, Reich, was dead.

But, it doesn't change anything, that if the Reich still insists on his plan. Then surely a great disaster would occur in the Holy Kingdom of Harvellion and disrupt Claude's plans.

“Traitors who did not approve of my plan.” like this is something that made Claude not want to brag and let go of his anger.

True, the traitorous Wizards are those who know the other facts of Claude's plan and attempt to turn the tables.

Not so in Claude's wily mind. He knew that those who betrayed, were spies from nobles who cooperated with the Queen.

Just thinking about it made Claude want to kill those who betrayed him. The room also became very dark.

“Prince, for the report, we have managed to hunt down the treacherous ones who intend to escape your surveillance. Then we execute them so as not to perform actions that deviate from your plan.”

Although Cedric tried to make Claude sure. But Claude's face did not change. He looked so horrible when he did not put on any expression and was just flat and down. Cedric was nervous and tense.

“... So.” answer low Claude.

The gathered Wizards who were in the room could only stand still and watch. Claude walked towards the shelf that had magic tools while looking at it he was talking casual.

“I hope you know when you will lose your lives. When I see you guys, it's the end. I don't have time for the silly things you guys do out there that come out of what I give you.”

He put down again the tool he was holding and gazed towards the Wizards. He looked at them with a far-sighted look, showing that the rules here were absolute. As long as he's alive.

“I can throw you guys out anytime if I want, but I didn't because I still have a big heart. Well, if I did I'd end up bad. Someone told me that I should take advantage of those who obey me as long as I can.”

In the silent Wizard Society made to think and wonder who would dare to give such counter advice to a dictator like this Crown Prince. Not much time for them to think so it is impossible to make a list of who the perpetrator is.

But how many times do they think they won't know.

The person Claude keeps thinking about, the person he keeps on going, the person who always makes Claude interested in every one of his horrible acts, the person he always wanted to have... His power!

No one knows what exactly is on Claude's mind. As a result they become indirect victims of every movement of his finger.

“Prince, there is a message from the spy side that says the palace officials are meeting with the Queen. What if they find out?” Word from one of the Wizards involved.

“Yes. The queen was very clever and strategic, the woman*****fucking it overwhelmed me and locked me up like a fragile little bird. But, that's okay. How many times will they destroy my plan, this time they will not be able to do it.”

Claude answered with a clenched fist that made a spark shaped like a rope roll between his fists. It was his frustration over all that he planned to do was always hindered by the Queen's side.

Now sure he even wants to kill someone.

The wizard asked again.

“Is there an answer from the residence of Charita and Atarasia?”

In fact, the current faction of the nobles can be said to be divided but try not to be seen in public as well as possible. Especially the residence of the parties who intend to give their power to the Queen or choose to side with the Crown Prince.

This question can be said to be non-specific for Claude.

Yes, he replied with a faint grin.

“If I could kill them I would. However, unfortunately if I do it without permission, I will be tempered.” with that he also laughed a little. Making the Wizards confused along with an indirect feeling of goosebumps.

“The two main families are neutral so far. Not taking anyone's side. Even if the audience were gathered together as one with the Queen as the center, they would remain silent until now and just look like watching a theater. So let them.”

The reason he let those two main family stooges maybe he didn't want something he couldn't hold onto instead fell for no reason. For Claude everything is a stepping stone, provided his goal is achieved anything does not matter as his sacrifice.

And Claude had predicted to the extent that between the Nobles of Charita and also Atarasia, they would not act.

“They won't be able to interfere even if they want.”

If they did so even if forced, it would still fail and become Claude's victory.

That's because even without the head of the family. Indirectly their descendants are already behind it.

Claude was pleased. As far as he lives he has never been this happy and has a prediction that this will go smoothly. He walked towards the window and looked up at the sky.

“... As long as the moon still shines above the sky.”

The shadow of Saint Alvius's face could be painted inside his head. How was his expression when the boy came back later and saw a gift from him?

When he did, his face was as natural as a puppy awaiting the arrival of his master. His pomegranate-red pupils were like sparkling rubies, now lit up. His lips were grinning, until his eyes were also involved.

Cedric could no longer see what would happen later. He was quiet and waiting for his job. He was no longer worried about his decision to side with the Crown Prince, at least until he was at the very end of his life.

“Ugh!”

The silent Claude looked at the sky, strangely he squeezed his chest very tightly like he was about to tear his own chest apart. He groaned in pain but he did not show it.

“Why now?!” he murmured with whimpering and cold sweat even dripped down his exposed forehead.

His pale skin looked increasingly pale, but in this dark night had managed to hide his deathly complexion.

His heart was pounding ever more and more and he was frowning and gritting his teeth.

Then saying. “Who else are you going to destroy, goddamn devil!?”

There was only one he was worried about now rather than himself.

“Saint...” with his weak voice.

***

Same night, same time, different place. If in the sky the world that is not connected to the protective dimension of the Dwarf Race looks safe. While inside the protective, Industrial City of Tenstheon, a huge storm was brewing.

The dark sky was extremely black, lightning rumbled over the sky that was covered in a thick fog of clouds. As it answered the rumble with a welcome, the clouds became circular in shape in the middle of the sky of Tenstheon Industrial City.

“What is it?”

Based on the weather, it was impossible today for a storm to come suddenly.

The citizens of the Dwarven Race society could only look at the empty sky with a feeling of fear.

...Far away, they've gathered.

“Princess, you mean the ‘Queen Night 25’ is coming?!” Elder Orlos expressed his tension.

While responding with a light nod, the woman who knew everything answered in a tone that should be gentle, now became dark in the anger that as stored all this time.

[Yes, as you can imagine. He came again.]

Elder Orlos who heard the answer felt disbelief, yet he had to force himself to believe. No signs of certainty that ‘Queen Malam 25’ is coming. However, with just July looking at the sky frowned with a terrifying aura. That's enough of an answer.

“Who is it?”

Alvius asked.

“Dia is...—!”

Before Elder Orlos could answer him. Lightning snatching ‘CTAR!’ like a warning and scorching the ground in front of the entrance gate of Tenstheon Industrial City.

Then also like a warm greeting, the cloud that swirled in the sky became a huge portal that once existed. Something appeared from the portal and slowly fell down.

“I-it...!!” Gelagat Elder Mouris's.

“Not wrong again..” Equally as an Elder who could not hide that worry, Elder Orlos bit his teeth and tightly grasped the algae of his sword. “... He really came.”

DONG!

A gigantic gate had fallen to the ground passing through a gigantic portal above the sky that had now disappeared.

The gate was in front of the entrance of the City. Its shape was huge and tall, like it was a gate that could take you straight to the most terrifying hell. With the silver carvings of the terrible image it has given the feel of — do not come closer!

After seeing the big gate. Alvius felt a bad feeling.

In the world before her reincarnation she could not imagine if there was such a large gate. Alvius was convinced that if he still existed in his old world, he could not compare any skyscraper, with the gate that was now in front of his eyes.

The moments of bad feelings enveloped him as long as he tried to calm down. From the gate something appeared through the gate itself. Dozens of small bats flew into the city.

Some bats are in front of the party now. And then it glowed and the little bats turned into a piece of paper.

[YOU ARE INVITED AT THE TEA BANQUET PARTY] - [‘Queen Night 25’].

Alvius did not suspect what the contents of the paper were then the paper that had been read was burned.

Alvius felt a very bad premonition and goosebumps.

Because more than that. Without the letter with the strange contents he could confirm because he had an Appraisal and also the [Gaze of Wisdom] skill that was now active. Above everyone's head even the Parties who got the same letter.

An arrow with a blood red color was floating above the heads of their crowns all!