Chapter 761: Can I Kill Him? 

In the original timeline, when the El-Melloi classroom was barely recovering from the aftermath of Kayneth's incident, Reines would never dare to challenge an old noble family, let alone a branch of Valualeta, one of the three great noble families.

Because they lacked strength.

Merely surviving the power struggles between factions and the scheming among families was already extremely difficult. They didn't have the confidence to be fearless. Their first reaction to any incident was to smooth things over, with endurance as the priority and avoiding trouble. Unless they had overwhelming advantages, they wouldn't consider retaliation.

But now, things were different. The El-Melloi classroom had long since overcome its precarious situation. Its foundation was stable and deep-rooted. Even the Twelve Lords wouldn't dare underestimate El-Melloi, let alone a branch family, Iselma. Not to mention, those accompanying Waver this time were all top combatants from the classroom. Crushing the Iselma family wouldn't be a difficult task.

Before Waver arrived, Reines had to swallow her pride due to being the prime suspect in the murder. But once Waver appeared and cleared their suspicions with his renowned detective reasoning, Reines had no more reservations.

Byron's earlier threats made her realize that even maintaining neutrality doesn't mean always staying uninvolved and swallowing one's pride. Displaying strength was equally important. She wanted to use this opportunity to show off the might of the Modern Magecraft Division and the El-Melloi classroom.

Seeing the El-Melloi classroom ready to fight at a moment's notice, especially that man waving a gun at his head, Byron began to panic. But his identity as the head of the Iselma family and the pride of Valualeta still prevented him from backing down. He stared intently at Waver, who was surrounded in the center.

"Can she represent you, Waver Velvet?"

"Reines' will is my will. Make your decision, Byron Valualeta Iselma."

At this point, Waver certainly wouldn't undermine Reines, and he knew she was much better at handling these situations than he was.

"Fine, very well, El-Melloi classroom!!!"

Byron, enraged by Waver's arrogance, was breathing heavily. Suddenly, he shouted.

"Estella!"

The girl called Estella did something no one expected—she removed her veil.

Last night, the Golden Princess and Silver Princess had caused such an impact just by covering their faces. Many people wondered what kind of shock it would be if they removed their veils.

Now, that answer was revealed.

Consciousness paused.

Time stopped.

Coordinates lost their meaning.

All space-time continuums seemed to lose their original orderly compactness.

Because of the arrival of "emptiness".

Not only human consciousness but even lifeless soil and water droplets were affected by this essence. If evolution means adapting to the environment, then this was the endpoint of shape and number that could potentially cause the world's extinction.

In an instant, the tense atmosphere in the room dissipated, and unfinished spells returned to nothingness. This was the meaning of "emptiness"—returning all things to their original state.

Of course, all this had one prerequisite—seeing the Silver Princess's face. Humans are visual creatures, and if one didn't visually capture it, the impact would be greatly reduced.

Since Byron was facing away from the Silver Princess, the effect on him was greatly diminished. Taking advantage of everyone's daze, Byron focused his mind and charged towards Waver. His idea was simple: subdue this group, and teach the El-Melloi classroom a lesson. Not only would this show the power of Iselma, but it would also put him in control of the situation.

For a noble, for the head of a magecraft family, death itself wasn't much, and even a murderer wasn't that important. What mattered was what could be gained from this incident.

Essentially, the appearance of the Golden Princess and Silver Princess was no different from suppressing the El-Melloi classroom—both were for gaining benefits. If he could force them to submit, it would only be a matter of time before the El-Melloi classroom and even the entire Modern Magecraft Division leaned towards Valualeta. Then he could gain more and more from the main family.

The primary target was undoubtedly Waver. He was the head of the classroom and the dean of the Modern Magecraft Division. If he could be controlled, the others wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

This strategy was undoubtedly correct, and using the Silver Princess's beauty as a weapon was an unexpected masterstroke. However, unfortunately, Byron forgot one thing, or rather never thought it could happen—someone could resist the Silver Princess's beauty.

The Silver Princess's beauty could return incomplete spells or minds to their original state. If the completion level was high enough, even higher than the Silver Princess herself, this beauty naturally couldn't have any effect.

Shinji, walking on the path of the Third Magic, was such an existence. The Silver Princess's true face reflected in his eyes, causing ripples that were quickly swallowed by the light of his soul.

Byron's hurried figure didn't escape his sight. Just as his hand was about to touch Waver's body, it was caught and then kicked away.

"What—"

Byron, still in shock, instinctively exclaimed but was silenced by the black muzzle of a gun in front of him.

"I warn you, you'd better not move. This gun in my hand is one of the world's top ten handguns, the Thompson Contender G2, with a 15-inch barrel, loaded with special .375 caliber bullets. Though called a handgun, it uses rifle designs, and its power can rival that of a rifle. Oh, you might not understand that, so let me put it another way—if I pull this trigger, your head will explode like a rotten watermelon. Even your Magic Crest won't save your life unless you possess the legendary immortality!"

Even though he was shaking with fear, Byron still wanted to know the reason for his failure. "You, how did you—"

"You want to ask how I wasn't robbed of my consciousness?"

Shinji chuckled, "Why should I tell you the answer? From the moment you attacked us, it's equivalent to Iselma declaring war on us. I have no obligation to explain anything to an enemy. If I were to explain, it would be to your corpse!"

"Eeek~~~~~~!!"

At this moment, all noble demeanor and Iselma's pride were overwhelmed by the threat to his life.

"Father!!!"

The Silver Princess's call brought everyone's consciousness back to clarity.

Seeing this, Shinji pouted disappointedly and glanced at the nominal leader of the team.

"Professor, Miss Reines, he has already attacked us. Can I kill him?"

"—Don't be so hasty, young man. Give this old woman a chance to speak."

A new voice echoed in the room covered with killing intent.