Disturbing.

Walking through one of the most popular streets of Atlantis City at night, there was a woman with a slim figure and very well cared for.

Bars, hotels, discos, night clubs and other types of buildings were scattered around.

As a city whose citizens were from different places around the world, in this street one could feel the cultural diversity.

Citizens from all kinds of countries were here preparing to enjoy their night in night clubs with all kinds of different music as a premise.

The buildings were shining during this hectic night and the woman could not help but contain her smile.

If any student would be present, she would recognize that woman as Professor Villacrés from history class.

Her smile was not because of the lively atmosphere and bright lights that illuminated this night, but because she was getting closer to the person she loved.

Love...

Every time she saw him, every time she heard his voice, she could not contain her emotions.

The desire to be at his side... To help him... To protect him... To love him for all eternity... That was the magnitude of her love.

That man who owned one of the biggest nightclubs in the area, who was in control of a gang, was the person she loved.

Professor Villacrés didn't care about his past history.

Her love... Her devoted affection that went beyond the limits of any other relationship, was not related to material issues.

Containing her emotion... Similar emotion as when she was young and met her...

Her line of thought stopped when Professor Villacrés approached the dark alley of the nightclub her lover was staying at.

At the back door, a figure was waiting for her.

A thirty-year-old man in a very neat and formal suit was watching her arrive.

"Hi, honey." Said the man with a charming smile.

Professor Villacrés could not help but be delighted to hear that tender phrase and to see his charming smile.

Without hesitation, she embraced him.

"I missed you." Professor Villacrés murmured.

Feeling the warmth of her body made her feel relieved and protected.

How much did she love him?

"I'm sorry... Your plan failed... I thought this time you would make it." Said Professor Villacrés with a weak and sad tone because of her beloved's failure.

Her level of love could not be measured by words or actions.

Once at his side, nothing and no one mattered.

Duties... Obligations... Only he mattered.

That was why she helped... She helped him out of love.

"It doesn't matter honey... Everything will be fine, as long as I have you at my side." The man muttered and stroking his back, he whispered. "It will be until death do us part."

His tone was sincere and affectionate, Professor Villacrés felt she had heard that phrase before.

A unique phrase, spoken at a unique time in her life.

That was fifteen or sixteen years ago when she was marri...

"Do you remember when we first met?" the man asked, staring at her, awakening her from her thoughts.

His eyes shining in a unique color, made Professor Villacrés tremble with the pure affection she felt.

To that important question, Professor Villacrés responded. "Does it matter?"

She certainly didn't know that date.

Was it a few months or half a year ago?

There was no point in wondering about it.

The man smiled and nodded softly with a loving expression.

"It doesn't matter... And it doesn't matter that I failed." The man said without looking upset and taking Professor Villacres' hand, he declared. "My only goal is to become strong for you... to protect you."

A truly honest tone and the man's gaze was warm despite his momentary pause.

An expression of tenderness appeared in Professor Villacrés' gaze and taking her hand gently, both walked into the nightclub.

The dark and lonely alley lost the bright and tender atmosphere that those two people had generated before.

And at the bottom of the alley, in the darkest space where that darkness seemed tangible, a crack began to open leaving two young girls in sight.

"I didn't expect her here." Aurora murmured in a sincere tone.

"That's not what matters. The important thing is that it doesn't seem forced, but it felt strange." Alice said, looking at the door and seeing Aurora looking at her, she explained. "I've seen many kinds of 'love,' but this one is weird."

Her explanation was unproven and purely instinctual.

However, Aurora felt the same way and reached a simple conclusion.

"This is not a job we can take on. If an Academy professor is involved, it is Director Vincent's duty to handle it as a personal matter." Aurora stated in a serious tone.

The director of the institution had to take care of the issues raised by its members, and this particular issue was the same.

Alice nodded without giving it too much thought.

Sending the information she had obtained from the person they were looking for and the recent incident, Aurora could not help but shake her head.

She never expected that the first day she would come to investigate her target, she would find herself in this situation.

******

Director Vincent floated his attention to one particular building.

Aurora's report had reached him and Director Vincent moved at great speed with his air magic and arrived within minutes.

Even so, he only created dozens of bursts of air that distorted around him to hide in the night, and without hesitation, he watched his holographic clock.

"Celeste Villacrés. Forty years old, she was born in Madrid, Spain. She was married when she turned twenty-five, without children. At the beginning of the year, she started a divorce process with her current ex-husband, without apparent cause. Her performance as a teacher diminished despite her professorship of Earth History and Terra nova, along with her different masters". Read Director Vincent and with a sigh, he murmured. "I thought her low performance was due to her divorce."

Professor Villacrés was always a hard-working woman and very dedicated to her profession, but after her divorce, her performance dropped off considerably.

To the point that she set up a trip just to do some interviews.

At the time, Director Vincent didn't think much about it and just decided to use it to take care of the mastermind and the person who was after the grimoire.

He never expected that she would end up helping the person who sought to take his grimoire.

Looking around the building, as the air around him twisted according to her will, Director Vincent could 'see' what was going on inside.

Perhaps the best way to describe it was to feel it through the air.

He could hear and feel everything that was going on inside the building just by wanting to.

He was an SS Rank, a Great Archmage of Air magic... This kind of existence was being assimilated into the world.

Direct Vincent had assimilated with the element of air... Not only controlling this homogeneous mixture of gases that made up the earth's atmosphere but in a sense becoming it.

The stronger the humans became, whether by magical or psionic energy, the more they 'evolved'... That's how he was named by scientists.

Listening to everything that was going on inside the building, Director Vincent sighed.

With his sigh, it turned into a gust of air that went through the building's windows and into its target, passing through corridors, doors and ignoring the security guards.

In just a few moments he found himself in an apartment in that building where a man and a woman were cooking.

According to the report, the man was Yann Claeys a thirty-year-old European, and a Rank A psionic who owned one of the most important night clubs in the area, but in the dark, he controlled a gang that allowed him to protect himself from all his adversaries.

No matter if the city of Atlantis was safe, on the dark side of the city there would always be crime and dangers that were not easy to discover.

But Yann Claeys was a clean man... If it were not for his last months.

Before the history class happened, Yann Claeys traveled to Greece to take care of some private matters, where it was presumed that he had contacts there.

Contacts who were not as cautious as he was, and whose information could be obtained, revealing that this contact introduced him to Yann Claeys, a group of sectarians.

Sectarians who were the same ones who attacked the students' hotel.

And this last dungeon case revealed that the one who had leaked the information about the treatment that another group of a gang with demons would have in the abandoned port was a member of Yann Claeys' gang.

This man would have been disconnected from the last affair if not for Aurora and Alice's capture of the demon, along with the subsequent interrogation they conducted so perfectly.

He had leaked information about another gang to hide his real team.

Now this man was...

"Oh, honey, your food is delicious." Said the man hugging Professor Villacrés in the back.

His tone was simple and loving, which made Professor Villacrés rejoice, but for Director Vincent it was very different.

This wasn't love, it was just...

"I love you, honey." The man declared as he kissed her, while a slight psionic disturbance was generated in his fingers as he touched the woman.

Professor Villacrés' eyes lit up with pure affection and she smiled lovingly.

Just as vampires or succubi had an innate ability to 'charm', some skilled psionics could generate the same feeling by affecting people's minds.

A famous psionic singer had a similar ability with which she could squelch or transmit the emotions she wanted with her songs... Only in this case, it was completely invasive.

This was just a mental invasion by that man.

"This is enough." Said Director Vincent revealing himself to her and not caring that Professor Villacrés turned pale on seeing him, he declared. "I will take care of both of you now."

"Try it." The man roared, pushing Professor Villacrés aside to cover her back and launched a mental attack on Principal Vincent.

An A-Rank Psionic could generate mental attacks at great speed, but when faced with an SS.

"..." Director Vincent did nothing, but his body's natural barrier repelled that attack as if it were a child's game.

Waving his finger, the man grabbed his throat as if he were short of oxygen and fell to the floor to breathe.

With his control, he was only preventing him from getting the necessary oxygen that humans needed.

"No! Vincent, please... It's my fault... It's my fault... Forgive him!" Professor Villacrés shouted in panic and fear.

"No, it's not your fault. Maybe he took advantage after your divorce or maybe before, anyway, he will be judged by the authorities and..."

"Divorce? I was never married!" Professor Villacrés interrupted and without knowing what Director Vincent was talking about, she announced. "This is the first man I love!"

Hearing these words, Director Vincent frowned and when he was about to speak he felt a slight disturbance.

It was so subtle, so tiny that it was almost impossible for him to notice.

This disturbance was not magical but was remaining psionic energy, which made it almost impossible for him to feel it.

"..." But, even so, he noticed it.

And at the very moment he noticed it, he made the man breathe again, but it was too late.

"Yann!" Professor Villacrés shouted as she saw the man standing still as if he were dead.

Only this time he was breathing irregularly, but he could not respond to any stimulus Professor Villacrés was desperately trying to make.

Director Vincent realized what had happened, that man had gone into a coma... The cause was not a lack of oxygen in his brain that resulted in a coma, but rather it was an external cause.

As a Great Archmage of the SS Rank, Director Vincent had very good control of his abilities and only used his power enough to make him immobile and cause him to faint.

That was his little revenge for endangering his students... However, that little revenge ended up with a person in a coma and a bigger problem.

"This is disturbing..." mumbled Director Vincent.

An outside force had intervened... A force that could not be easily ignored.