The first thing that caught my eye was the disheveled red hair.

Languid yet deliberate movements, a face full of irritation, piercing blue eyes brimming with disdain for the entire world. Beneath those sharp, cat-like eyes were two distinct tear-shaped beauty marks.

His appearance matched the description from The First Future.

"Exactly how I remember him. Ezra Dante Rudbelt."

Ethan, standing beside me, murmured. He had met Ezra once before, back when he was a student at the Royal Academy—inside the school library.

Ezra had told him then that he was being watched and had warned Ethan to be wary of the Duke of Lancaster.@@novelbin@@

If Ezra was now in Westmore… did that mean the one watching him all along had been none other than the Duke of Lancaster himself?

"Is that… a bomb? Doesn’t really look like one."

Ethan tilted his head, watching Ezra through the gaps between the knights.

Ezra clutched three rubber balloons in his arms, holding a lighter in one hand.

"Looks like a bomb to me."

It was Ezra, after all. The so-called genius scientist from The First Future. The way he handled the balloons—poised to ignite them at any moment—looked exactly like someone dealing with explosives.

Of course he’d be the type to casually assemble a bomb in the middle of this mess.

"He’s probably just using it as a threat. If he actually sets it off here, we’ll all die—including him."

"That’s true. Unless he’s lost his goddamn—"

Click. Click. Sizzle—

…?!

Contrary to our expectations, Ezra flicked the lighter, igniting the rubber balloons without hesitation.

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