For the past year, Red Lotus expanded. It swelled so madly that any normal organization would have burst apart and died. By now, it was safe to say that more than half of the Empire’s underworld belonged to Red Lotus.
The reason for this was, naturally.
"A fallen one? What's that? Heart-realm...? You mean a mage?"
"Ha, I've learned body‑reinforcement techniques."
"Ro-Robin!! What is this, my heart suddenly exploded!"
The presence of the fallen ones. Even if they were the heads of the underworld, they were nothing more than men who had luckily become superhumans by stealing and learning the techniques of knights.
Their body‑reinforcement techniques could only block the magic of the physical‑realm, so they could not overcome the fallen ones who wielded the magic of their own worlds. Walls melt, the sky crumbles. The ground soars...
The strange and bizarre, wicked world of the fallen ones, where magic operated in ways different from the proper methods. Red Lotus simply used the fallen ones to silently kill the leaders of the underworld, again and again. The power structure of the underworld shifted dozens of times.