"This is bad." Edward whispered.
Eryndor could see that a mangled corpse lay on the ground, lifeless, with the sa expression it held when facing the spheres.
The Elentalist jogged forward, bending on one knee as he checked the body for any signs of life. With a horrified expression, he said while glancing at Valentina and Eryndor.
"He is dead. This was not supposed to go this far."
The Academy and by extension the Human Federation, were strict in regards to the life of students. It was not that they intended for the students to be greenhouse flowers, but the Academy was a place for learning.
They believed that pushing the students to the point of 'almost dying', 'despair', 'hopelessness', was as far as they should go. Dying was a no go.
The Federation was already having trouble protecting humanity, why would they let their promising young generation die just in the learning phase?
Also, it wasn't as if they were not being educated about the horrors of the world out there.
They were sent to dangerous missions just like any other professional team out there, only with an additional protection which would save them at critical tis if things went south.
They couldn't be said to be greenhouse flowers with every trial they were made to go through. Only one condition, no deaths. The students were precious.
Every graduate who made it out alive was one extra guardian for the survival of humanity.
Edward looked at Eryndor and Valentina for a good few seconds, studying their expressions as he narrowed his eyes and softly probed.
"You deliberately did it, didn't you? You knew about it."
With a calm expression, Eryndor reminded Edward.
"Instead of doubting us, don't you instead find it weird that he died in the first place at all?"
After being reminded by Eryndor, Edward's eyes slightly widened as he ca to a realization. He had completely forgotten about this in the flow of the situation.
"Kron wasn't teleported out at a crucial juncture." He noted.
"Exactly." Eryndor nodded.
The mage glanced at the corpse, then back at the two of his teammates and helplessly shook his head.
"You should have let know, you know? Because it looks like both of you knew what was happening, and I was the only one in the dark fighting like an idiot.
"I am not as goody two shoes as I look, don't go on my mannerisms. You can trust with things like this."
Edward didn't hesitate to extend an olive branch to these people. Reason? They were the most monstrous geniuses he had ever co across.
One could say he only did it because he saw their potential, because he saw profit, but could anyone bla him? That's how the world worked after all.
If he didn't see any potential, he might not have ratted them out, but he also wouldn't have offered his help.
"Can you tell more about this?" He followed up when none of them talked.
Eryndor shrugged.
"They are after for so reason even I don't know about.
"Maybe it's about targeting geniuses like senior Sander spoke about? The purge might not have been fully successful after all.
"I only knew about the teleport chanism being turned off when we defeated that group last ti."
Edward tilted his head.
"You an…"
"Yea, all nine. No more." Valentina confird concisely.
The Mage went quiet, while Eryndor thought about the information he had gotten at the last mont.
The entire ti, the battle had been going on with extrely low margin of error, he couldn't afford to distract himself with other tasks.
However, in the end, when Kron was far away and was heading towards them without using extre speed, with Edward in front of him and Valentina assuring them, he took a chance to use Cognitive Scrying.
Indeed, he had gotten a lot of gifts from a certain soone. That man told Kron to push into the abyss in any way possible.
There is a high chance that this person is simply a middle-man working for Co-founder Morris. He wouldn't expose himself like this after all.
Edward began burying the body. Eryndor and Valentina weren't idle either as they erased all traces of battle.
"What about this treasure?" Edward held up the knuckle duster. Its bright red glow had been knocked down by a notch, but no one doubted its lethality even in that state.
"Valentina deserves it." Eryndor spoke, which no one refuted.
Edward glanced at Eryndor and asked.
"Do you want to notify my father? ssing around with an artifact responsible for the safety of students is definitely not sothing just anyone can do.
"So corrupted higher up might've managed to avoid the purge. Dr. Ralph might not have a political presence but he does have strong connections."
Eryndor tilted his head.
"Can you give his number instead? Or does the one on the Academy's website work? I'll contact him myself."
Edward didn't take any offense to that, but explained.
"The one on the academy's website does work, but he doesn't check it as often. If there's sothing more urgent you want to convey, there's a different number which he uses more frequently, I'll give you that."
Just as Eryndor was about to start noting down the number, Edward's attention shifted to Valentina who had joined them after finishing her task.
"Oh hey, what was that last attack? Pretty deadly to be honest, or I must say, creepy. It took out that guy in one hit."
Valentina tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear and answered.
"Both my snakes have equal amounts of damage, but if the attacks happen to et each other, it will trigger a reaction which would result in a much higher damage output.
"I've nad it Yin Yang Convergence. There is so much more to it, but we can cover that up later I guess."
She eyed Eryndor's phone which had the contact application open.
"Oh yea." Edward understood the clue and dictated the number.
Gazing at Dr. Ralph's number, Eryndor thought.
I do indeed have a question related to revered appellations.
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