Chapter 197
Chapter 197
Yi-Han dusted off his hands and surveyed his surroundings. He wondered if either the skull principal or his summoned creatures might be present. At first, he had thought the skull principal was responsible for his current situation, but upon reflection, he realized the principal wouldnt resort to such complicated means of torment.
Could it be someone else? he pondered. Whoever it was, they knew about Yi-Han's venture with Professor Mortum into the twisted realm corridor, and perhaps they were trying to trick him into returning there.
But who, other than the skull principal, could it be?
Deciding not to dwell on the question without an immediate answer, Yi-Han shook his head to clear his thoughts and proceeded forward.
To the senior students observing, it was an infuriating sight.
Why is he ignoring us? Did I spell something wrong?
Could I have made a spelling mistake? It's not my first time sending a letter. I made sure it was properly formal.
This is strange, isnt it?
Coholti and his friends were baffled. When they were freshmen, they had experienced daily hunger and hardship. Even now, things didn't seem much different, but they had been desperate enough to try anything for food testing the toxicity of dangerous mushrooms on themselves, entering corridors and rooms that clearly seemed off-limits, and venturing into the forest outside the academy, rumored to be perilous.
Back then, when they knew nothing about the academy and were driven by sheer desperation, even a letter warning of 'dangerous journeys, numerous perils, no guarantee of safe return' would have been enough to spur them into action, hoping for something better.
But why was this freshman different?
Why is he ignoring the letter even though I clearly wrote about the rewards?
Is it because of the principal? Has the principal threatened him?
While they pondered this, the freshman in question had already walked far away.
Coholti and his friends could only stare after him with a sense of bafflement.
Do you have any complaints against me?
How could that be?
The next morning, as the skull principal floated into the classroom, he sensed something odd in Yi-Han's gaze.
Im sure it's him, Yi-Han thought to himself. He was almost certain that the skull principal was behind the letter he received the previous evening. Who else could it be? The method might have been unnecessarily complicated for the principal, but nothing was impossible.
Why is he acting like this? the skull principal wondered, feeling uneasy. Among the many ironheads, the boy from the Wardanaz family possessed an extraordinary talent. Although the principal found it irksome that such talent was being used merely for 'helping friends, thwarting the principal's grand plans'...
Nevertheless, such a capable freshman needed to be watched closely. Who knew when he might strike a blow against the skull principal.
Principal!
What is it?
May I close the window, please?
One of the students, chattering teeth in the cold, with lips already turning blue, spoke up. The main buildings classrooms were usually warmer than outside, even without heating. Just avoiding the cold draft from an open window made a significant difference.
Whooooosh!
However, on this particular morning, all the windows in the classroom were wide open, letting the chilly morning air rush in, striking the students' cheeks.
Do as you wish.
Thank you!
The student, not expecting the skull principal's permission, joyously ran towards the windows.
But Yi-Han sensed something ominous.
Could it be?
Uh, what?
The student who ran to the window gasped in shock.
All the windows had vanished!
"Why won't you close it?"
"...The window... it's gone..."
Alas!
At the skull principal's contemptible words, students wrapped in thick coats and leather glared at him. Even the most foolish student in the classroom had realized who had removed the windows.
The day's lecture, it seemed, would be about the wisdom of a mage in dealing with such unexpected situations.
"..."
Now, stop shivering and think. Mages with twisted morals act foolishly in crises like these, only hoping to endure it together.
"Isn't it a good thing?"
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