Shinonome School Park, Main Campus, Early Morning
At six o'clock in the morning, the entire campus is still shrouded in fog and silence.
And on the top floor of the administration building, the lights of the Inspectorate have been on for a long time.
This is the headquarters of a special organization called the "Trackers", the highest supervisory body of Shinonome Academy.
They do not participate in the running of the academy, but they have the right to supervise, freeze, and even ban and initiate.
The Tracker is the "Blade in the Shadow" that truly balances the rampage of all societies.
[Issuing the Oversight Order]
"The Existence of the Ministry of Magic... has strayed from the original intent of its creation. "
Sitting at the head of the conference table is a young man with white gloves and a calm face, his name is - Shi Wujing, the Special Supervisor of the Tracker and the current strategic reviewer of the school.
"They're challenging the swordsmanship department, shaking the martial arts department, and continuing to absorb top members."
"If this continues, it will upset the balance of power in the school."
Another member sneered: "So we're going to interrupt them with 'rules'?" "
"Wrong." Mido Kari said in a low voice, "We need to let them understand for themselves what 'limits' are. "
[Alfie's "Old Friend"]
It was just one afternoon after the end of training in the Magic Department.
Alfie was sorting through the incantation materials, as usual, when he noticed a familiar figure by the window.
It was a man in a long trench coat, with messy brown hair, tactical goggles, and that same smile on his lips.
"You're still the same, Alfie."
"Get used to deconstructing the world alone until you are done with yourself."
Alfie's eyes moved slightly: "... Zell. "
The man, Zel Tano, was one of the trackers and Alfie's tactical partner in the Intelligence Research Society.
"What are you going to do?"
"Ordered to observe the development of the Magic Department, by the way - bring an invitation."
Zell pulled out a beautiful scroll sealed with gold thread and wrote:
"Invitation Notice.
All members of the Magic Department will be given the right to enter the Simulated Tactical Field.
Those who succeed in the challenge will be awarded the certification qualification of "Strategic Society".
"Sounds lofty, right?" "But you know, we never make a deal without a price. "
[Strategic Challenge]
"Simulated Tactical Field is the school's top tactical testing platform.
But no new club has ever been directly invited to participate - the Magic Club is the first.
Funk took the scroll and looked at the dense array of constraints, tactical simulation levels, and actual combat scoring criteria.
"It's a focused 'qualifying match.'"
Alfie nodded, "Yes." It was also a blatant manometry. "
Rhine grinned: "Wouldn't that be more interesting?" A big fight with the whole school watching? "
"Let them know that magic is not about fists and legs."
Funk gently rolled up the scroll, his eyes calm as water.
"We accept the challenge."
"Behind the Scenes.
Before Zell left, he had a few words with Alfie alone.
"He's not like you." Zell looked at Funk in the distance, "He's changing the rules, and you've been the guardian of them. "
"Won't you waver?" Alfie didn't look back. "If the rules themselves are wrong, I'm willing to rewrite them." "Even - burn yourself again." Zell Tano - Zell Tano "The tracker is the shadow and you're trying to light the fire. I'm waiting for you to shine a light -- perhaps to see the true outline of this system. "