On the day of the Empire Academy’s end-of-term ceremony.

In a café within the capital, a group of nobles—each of some influence in the Empire—had gathered for a meeting.

Among the many cafés in Chaldea, one called “Empire’s Garden” was popular for its setting. While the first floor was open to the public, the second floor had enclosed spaces designed for discreet meetings.

“We finally have enough people to put that arrogant man in his place.”

“Finally, we can teach those lowlifes a lesson.”

The ones who had rented out the entire second floor of Empire’s Garden were none other …