Chapter 427- Festival 158- The Sun Comet 7

'Wipe them out?' 

The words repeated in the Headmaster's head. His gaze flared open slightly at the word. 

It was an alternative, yes. But a certainty? Maybe not. 

Of course, clearing the attackers from both sides, the Red Peacemakers and the System Uprisers, was a task that needed to be done.

Though, taking the entirety of the Academy with them wasn't an option he had ever considered. 

His silence, after her statement, was more than a reply to what she had said. 

Kira had recognised it. 

Her keen observation and familiarity enabled her to do so with ease. 

He was unwilling. 

With a sigh, she glanced at Phestus. 

"Student President? Is that correct?" 

Phestus bowed in response. 

"Yes, it is ma'am." 

"Good." She said with a calm tone. "Go now…" She stopped mid-sentence. 

Glanced at Headmaster Dreau. Sighed. 

Then turned to Phestus, once more.