The next evening, Leonhart was **training alone** in the Academy’s underground combat hall.

  Perfect.

  I took my position **in the rafters**, loading my revolver with a special **illusionary magic bullet**.

  It wouldn’t actually hit him—it would just make it look like an assassination attempt.

  I steadied my aim.

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  One shot.

  I pulled the trigger.

  **BANG!**

  The bullet shot toward Leonhart—

  And at the last second, **he dodged.**

  Of course he did. He was the hero.

  But the moment the shot rang out—

  **"INTRUDER!"**

  Guards stormed the training hall.

  Leonhart looked up, scanning for the shooter.

  And that’s when I activated **Phase Two** of my plan.

  A **shadowy figure** leaped from the rafters and sprinted out of the hall.

  It wasn’t me.

  It was an illusion—a **false assassin I created using shadow magic I copied from Elaine.** Copy magic is one of the trait I got in the game.

  The guards and Leonhart immediately gave chase.

  And me?

  I was already halfway across campus.

  **With a crowd of students watching me play cards at the café.**

  I leaned back in my chair, smiling as the chaos unfolded in the distance. **I was feeling like a mastermind.**

  **Perfect alibi.**

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