The King of Swords, Salvatore Doni. As the commander of Southern European magic associations, his reputation in the magic world was quite high.
However, unlike Marquis Voban who was famous for ruling through brutality, he was famous because he caused too much trouble.
Even among the disaster-level Campiones, he belonged to the type with very distinctive personal characteristics - like a husky.
If Marquis Voban used the blood and tears of the magic world's people to build the majesty of Campiones, then the King of Swords belonged to the type that lowered Campiones' reputation.
Initially, part of why Erica looked down on Campiones, thinking they were all idiots she could replace, was largely because of the King of Swords.
Anyone who had close contact with this guy would find it hard to feel any respect for him.
"Although I already guessed this situation would occur, wasn't Sir Andre with him? Didn't he stop the King of Swords?"
Erica asked a few more questions.
Andre was a Grand Knight, and also the King of Swords' butler and close friend. With him there, this kind of problem shouldn't have occurred.
"Sir Andre said his interception failed. The King of Swords jumped off the plane while he wasn't paying attention."
The magic association member's tone was shocked and speechless.
Even with a Campione's authority preventing injury from this, normal people wouldn't think of suddenly jumping off a plane.
"Alright..."
Erica shook her head.
Even if Andre was a Grand Knight, he couldn't jump off a plane together.
"Where did the King of Swords jump down?"
"In the sea area five kilometers from Fiumicino Airport. The King of Swords jumped ten minutes ago. According to Sir Andre's estimate, he should be in the Roman waters, heading straight toward us."
The association member immediately provided all intelligence.
While the shortest distance between two points was a straight line, probably only this kind of thick-skinned Campione could actually walk in a straight line.
After asking for intelligence, Erica pondered for two seconds.
"With the King of Swords' speed, he should have reached the beach by now. Immediately evacuate civilians near the airport and implement control over all coastal beaches. Report immediately upon capturing the King of Swords' figure!"
After giving instructions, she looked up at Ryuga.
Remembering what Ryuga had said before the association member's report, Erica's expression showed some disbelief.
"Ryuga-sama, the small trouble you mentioned just now - could it be referring to the King of Swords?"
"Mm."
Ryuga nodded.
[Madoka: "Does Big Brother count as prophetic?"]
"Not really, just detecting abnormal aura in advance."
Ryuga shook his head.
Although he indeed knew some divination and future-predicting magic, these magics didn't have much effect on him, so he hadn't studied them deeply.
The reason he could detect the King of Swords Doni's trail in advance was just passive aura detection.
[Madoka: "I see."]
[Tohsaka Rin: "I checked - the place where Ryuga-sama is now is at least 25 kilometers from Fiumicino Airport."]
[Tohsaka Rin: "That means Ryuga-sama detected movement 25 kilometers away in advance?"]
Wasn't this perception range a bit too ridiculous?
[Kanae: "By now, this kind of thing isn't worth being surprised about."]
[Kanae: "After all, for Ryuga-sama, even Campione-level existences can only be considered small troubles."]
[Tohsaka Rin: "That's true."]
Watching the chat group members' worldviews becoming increasingly skewed, Erica, as one of them, didn't find it strange.
"With the King of Swords' style, once he wants to duel, it's very hard to get rid of him. My lord, what are your plans?"
After reminding him, Erica inquired.
"Of course, go meet him."
Ryuga gave his answer without hesitation.
At this time, Erica noticed that Ryuga's gaze seemed to carry some anticipation.
Eh?
Could it be that Ryuga-sama was also the type who was enthusiastic about battle?
Suppressing this doubt, Erica asked about support work on her end.
"Are you going to fight the King of Swords? Do you need to prepare a venue in advance?"
"No need."
Ryuga shook his head, then added a sentence.
"But you can prepare an underground prison - make it sturdy enough, with strength sufficient to imprison ordinary phantom beasts."
"Yes!"
Erica immediately acknowledged the order, then realized something.
"My lord, may I ask what you plan to use this underground prison for?"
"For the test subject, of course!"
Ryuga said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Test subjects with divine nature aren't many. It's rare to have one deliver itself - naturally can't miss this opportunity."
Without needing to ask, it was clear that the test subject Ryuga mentioned was this foolish King of Swords who had delivered himself.
"I understand."
Erica suppressed her internal urge to complain and nodded vigorously.
So the anticipatory look Ryuga had earlier wasn't anticipating battle, but anticipating the test subject!
After Erica relayed Ryuga's orders, Ryuga directly traced a Mercury symbol with his hand.
A spatial door immediately opened before him.
On the other side of the spatial door was the beach that Erica was very familiar with.
If one looked carefully, they could see a human head bobbing with the waves in the nearby sea, appearing and disappearing.
"That's the King of Swords?"
The enhanced Erica keenly discovered the other party.
At the same time, in the sea waves, the blonde man dragging heavy steps toward the beach also suddenly looked up.
Those incredibly sharp eyes directly penetrated through the spatial door, passed over Erica, and locked firmly onto Ryuga.
In terms of battle instinct, this King of Swords seemed terrifyingly strong.
To be continued…