The ball was in full swing when Milpia received a sudden order and left the magic school. After a long walk, Milpia stopped at a deserted alleyway and took out a watch to check the time. As it was already past midnight, she assumed the ball would be over by the time she returned to the banquet hall. Nonetheless, it wasn't exactly a shame. The most important thing was the Big Mama Information Agency.

If an order was issued, she had to follow it.

The second hand of the clock slowly pointed to the twelfth hour. In an instant, masked people surrounded her, preventing any escape. The roofs above the alley were blocked as well. Like prey caught in a spider web, she felt pressure from every direction.

Milpia was not flustered. The people around her were all agents from the Big Mama Information Agency.

The problem was--

"What are all of you assassins doing here?"

These assassins were the ones who punished traitors or those who were a threat to the Big Mama Information Agency. 

"Are you asking because you don’t know? Branch Manager Milpia."

Appearing from a dark alley with no lights was the director...