He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

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"Too slow." Shirakawa flashed to Sakura's side, and before Sakura could react, he swung his sword and a deep gash appeared on her chest.

"Pfft!" Sakura exhaled the still-hot air from her mouth and collapsed to the ground, unable to do anything more.

Maki was about to turn around and run away.

"Wait," Shirakawa said, stepping on the evil dragon Sakura and placing the holy sword against her fair neck.

"Either you obediently hand over the token to me, or I'll take it from you over this dragon and your corpse."

This isn't some brave hero Shirakawa, he's clearly a ruthless killer!

Princess Maki, pampered and spoiled, could not bear such a threat. She cried and sobbed, and had no choice but to hand over the two tokens to Shirakawa.

Shirakawa took the two tokens, one in each hand, and looked them up and down with greedy eyes, stroking them as if they were priceless treasures.

This vast kingdom is about to become my possession!

Swish! A dagger cut through the wind and embedded itself in the hero's shoulder.

"What?" Shirakawa clutched his shoulder and staggered.

Looking back, he was surprised to see that it was Jackie who had ambushed him.

"I want to follow heroes who save others and the world, not a despicable person like you who will stop at nothing for power!"

Shirakawa's various heinous acts dispelled the thief Jackie's confusion. She drew her spare dagger from her waist and prepared to attack.

Although she was uneducated and a petty thief, she would not back down in the face of national righteousness.

"Jackie, you too..."

"My lord, look closely. Is this hero Shirakawa the hero you remember and imagine? Is he the hero you admire?"

"this..."

"You don't like him, you just like the hero in your heart. Come on, let's protect the princess and the kingdom together."

After being persuaded by Jackie, Nikaido rekindled his fighting spirit, gripped his knight's sword again, and picked up his round shield.

Yes, she admires the heroes people speak of, not this despicable man who wants to usurp the throne.

"Hahahaha, then I'll just have to kill all of you idiots!" the hero Shirakawa laughed loudly, pulling the dagger from his shoulder and casting a healing spell at the same time.

The wound that was just bleeding immediately healed completely. Then, Shirakawa silently chanted an incantation, and a gentle breeze attached itself to the holy sword.

With a gentle wave of his hand, Shirakawa unleashed an invisible wind blade that hurtled towards Jackie.

With his rich combat experience, Nikaido judged the trajectory of the wind blade, immediately raised his shield, and stepped forward to block it.

Bang!

There was a crisp sound.

A slight scratch appeared on the shield.

Nikaido and Shirakawa exchanged glances and nodded in tacit agreement. Then, Nikaido charged forward with his shield raised, followed closely by Jackie.

Shirakawa continued to unleash wind blades, but they were all blocked by Nikaido's shield.

She was dressed like a giant iron barrel, with her head hidden behind a shield, making it difficult for Shirakawa to find any flaws.

In the blink of an eye, Nikaido rushed in front of him, moved the giant shield aside, and swung her knight's longsword, striking Shirakawa's holy sword heavily, producing a crisp metallic sound.

Although the knight's longsword was inferior to Shirakawa's holy sword in every aspect, Nikaido's powerful and heavy attack actually forced the hero Shirakawa back a few steps.

Jackie, standing behind him, flashed out, raised her silver dagger, and thrust it straight at Shirakawa's throat.

Shirakawa realized what was happening and tried to dodge to the side, but found that he couldn't move his feet at all.

It was the evil dragon Sakura; with her last bit of strength, she grabbed Shirakawa's ankle, rendering him immobile.

Pfft!

The gushing blood stained the entire cave red. Shirakawa clutched his neck, but the bright red blood between his fingers couldn't be contained at all.

He knelt on the ground, his expression one of utter despair, as if he were on the verge of death.

"Ugh, Your Majesty... I..." Shirakawa sobbed unwillingly, his vocal cords straining against the blood vessels in his neck, and blood gushed out with each sob.

Bang!

Shirakawa collapsed heavily to the ground, and remained motionless for a moment.

.....

Inside the stadium,

"Thus, the group that had defeated the hero Shirakawa united and helped Princess Maki overthrow Empress Hoshimiya Shio, and the kingdom regained its long-lost peace."

Rie Hoshimiya held the microphone and slowly recounted what happened next.

The performance thus came to a successful conclusion.

The entire plot was exactly the same as the rehearsal we just did.

Hoshimiya Shio and Hoshimiya Rin also came up from behind the scenes. Shirakawa and a group of girls stood in a row and bowed to the audience.

There was thunderous applause and cheers from the audience.

It's a rare treat to see girls as beautiful as school beauties performing for everyone, especially with that ruthless student council president.

The storyline was full of twists and turns, and the costumes and props were all designed under the guidance of the Xinggong family's prop master. The entire stage play was performed very realistically, and many students felt as if they were there.

Aunt Miike and Aunt Mido sat in the back row, happily waving to Shirakawa and her daughters on stage, congratulating them on the successful conclusion of their performance.

Akaza, leaning on his cane in the corner, also gave a thumbs-up to his cousin and Shirakawa.

Rie nodded approvingly, and the plainclothes bodyguard next to her offered her some water to soothe her throat.

Shirakawa also breathed a sigh of relief. In the previous world, making him give a speech on stage would have been tantamount to killing him, but now he had actually successfully performed an entire stage play with a group of beautiful girls.

Time and experience are truly remarkable things.

As he sighed, he caught a glimpse of a strange man in the cheering crowd.

He had a muscular, black physique, a blond buzz cut, and was clapping with great interest, while wearing two brass skull knuckle dusters on his hands.

It's Yoshioka.

It's only morning, what's he doing here?

258. Fukada? out!

He stared at Shirakawa, gave him a thumbs-up, and swiped it across his neck, revealing a mocking look in his eyes.

Shirakawa was startled, not so much out of fear, but more out of confusion.

I was wearing that magical mask during all my interactions with Yoshioka. How could he know my true identity and lock onto me?

"The stage play performance by Class 2-A has ended. Now, please welcome Class 2-B..."

As the host announced the program, Shirakawa followed a group of girls off the stage.

After looking away for a moment, when I looked back into the crowd, Yoshioka had disappeared into the crowd.

Arriving at a corner of the gymnasium, in the large temporary changing room that the students had set up yesterday, the girls were changing into their costumes.

Shirakawa stood guard at the door, disregarding his promise to stay away from Hoshimiya Shio, and called Hoshimiya Shio out alone, even though she hadn't changed her clothes yet.

"It's rare for you to come to me on your own initiative," said Hoshigumi, still wearing her magnificent empress costume.

"I have something urgent to ask you. How's the security for the school festival going?"

"Most of the work is handled by student council members. Why are you asking this?"

"Could you send more bodyguards from the Hoshimiya family? I'm worried that accidents might happen at the school festival."

"This is a school, and the bodyguards are all security personnel under the Hoshimiya family. They can't just enter the school casually. Besides, what kind of accident could possibly happen?"

There have never been any incidents during the school festival over the years. It's not some high-level leadership gathering, so there's no chance of a terrorist attack. It's just a school festival held by a group of students and parents. Even if some petty theft happens, there are school security guards and surveillance cameras to cover it up.

"I just saw some delinquents from other schools sneak in."

"What's wrong? I guess he's just here to have fun."

"What if he gets into a fight with someone..."

"So what do you want me to do? The fight hasn't even started yet, has it? Send someone to supervise him or just have someone kick him out? Don't forget, we can't just bar him from the school festival because he's a delinquent. Our school has delinquents too, doesn't it?" Hoshimiya Shio remained nonchalant.

She'd been to Nagasaki's clubhouses and witnessed the dark side of business battles; she didn't even consider a mere delinquent a threat.

Xing Gongxi turned around and walked directly to the dressing room.

“Wait a minute,” Shirakawa grabbed Hoshimiya Shio’s shoulder. “According to reliable sources, there will be trouble caused by a group of delinquents from Chenghuang Middle School at tonight’s bonfire party and fireworks display. As the student council president, you will bear inescapable responsibility if anything happens.”

There was no other way; since things had come to this point, Shirakawa could only tell the truth.

"How many delinquents are there?"

"I'm not too sure about that, but there should be quite a few. You should have met the leader of the team. He's blond, very tall, and strong. Even your bodyguards can't handle him."

Upon hearing this, Hoshiguchi Shio also realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Okay, I understand. I'll contact the bodyguards to be on standby near the school later."

"Oh, and remember to call Nikaido out when you go in."