I followed the one who was here to bring to Vice-Headmaster.
He had a lanky figure and wore his long hair tied back, which made him look even more like an academic person, which he was.
His skin seed very pale in the shadow of the building, but he gave off an air that wasn't so much cold as distant as if he didn't care about things around him.
He was Trevor Hollered, Rank 2 of 3rd years, and the top cadet in the Research departnt. He was also a part of the Student Council.
More importantly, he was the one who worked on my left arm.
Trevor and I walked in silence.
Looking around, I saw many cadets looking over at us.
So were whispering to one another as if they had just seen a ghost. Others were contacting their friends.
I couldn't bla them; Trevor was famous not only in Ward but throughout the World. He had made many inventions and discoveries.
However, he was always engrossed in his experints and rarely cos out.
In a few words, he was a recluse.
But his ability wouldn't allow others to leave him alone.
Even I was shocked when I ca to know that there was soone who could help with my arm. It only made curious about what his stigma was.
I did not know the stigma of the Student Council.
As almost all of them died before Leon got [Appraisal].
The majority of the Student Council headed by Mia will go to cut down Yggdrasil that will appear next year. They would die there.
Snap-
Trevor threw sothing in the air and snapped his fingers.
A blinding light shone from the object.
It was enough to overpower the sunlight, and I had to close my eyes.
When I reopened them, Trevor and I were high in the air, standing on so kind of floating plates.
I was stupefied. I didn't even notice when he picked up.
Trevor didn't react as if saying this was a daily thing and we flew to our destination.
The mood was awkward, and I tried to speak to Trevor, but he ignored throughout the way.
'Did I do sothing to him? Why is he acting like this?'
A few minutes later, we reached the section where administrative buildings rested.
In the middle of the section were the statues of the 3 Irregulars.
The statues of Grandmaster Yui, Magi Roy, and Demon Hunter Daniel stood back to back with each other.
Besides, it was the largest building I've seen since entering this world.
It had glass panes covering its entire surface.
The building looked more like a castle than an administrative building.
Trevor lowered us in front of the building.
The guards scanned his Id and allowed us to enter.
The interior of the building was tranquil and peaceful.
Dozens of people were moving in the lobby, however, no one paid them any mind as they went about their business. There wasn't even a hint of tension in the air.
The receptionist at the counter behind which they stood was busy talking to soone on the phone.
Trevor walked up to the receptionist and showed her sothing on his device.
Placing the phone back, she greeted us with a smile.
After going through the hologram in front of her, she looked at with a smile.
"We've confird your appointnt. You can et the Vice-headmaster now."
Again, Trevor moved swiftly and entered the lift. I followed behind him like a chicken behind its mother.
I had been moving on autopilot as I was trying to think of the possible reasons why the Archer of End would call .
As far as I knew, I had done nothing that could garner his attention.
The situation regarding the Royal Demon had been solved already.
This would be the first ti he was eting personally. I wasn't very enthusiastic about it.
I didn't even feel that I was standing on a lift. The ride was smooth and unhindered.
The lift stopped right on top of the floor we needed and opened automatically as soon as the doors slid open.
I stepped out into an office without hesitation. Trevor did not step inside, nor was I expecting him to. He was probably only told to fetch because we were in the sa departnt. This must have been the reason behind his sour mood.
The room was furnished with a large desk and two chairs in front of it. A single window was set high up against the wall next to the door. There were several monitors resting on the side tables.
One chair was occupied by a man dressed in a suit, reading from a book while sipping tea.
He looked up when we entered, but continued reading.
"Ah, you're here. Good. We need to talk," said the man. His voice was deep and rich.
I could see he was smiling when he spoke. I nodded my head and responded with a smile, however internally I felt a storm rising.
'He is smiling! He is smiling!'
I gulped unconsciously.
The Archer of the End was angry.
And as far as I knew, there was only one thing that could make him angry.
His concern for his daughter, Lilith.
'Fuck, my luck. What did she do?'
"Why are standing? Co sit."
I followed his advice and sat across the table.
If anyone saw him acting like this, they would faint from fear.
The people who wouldn't know him might think that how he treated us during the entrance ceremony was rude. That he was angry back then.
But no, they are wrong.
John Ashdown, the Gamma-rank awakener and a doting father, gets angry only when it cos to his daughter.
His love for his daughter had transcended the cultural difference between races. And he decided to keep his disguise and act in the stead of the real John Ashdown.
In reality, he was a monster that devoured planets.
He was Klyntarn, the cosmic parasite, and the target of Tristan's hatred.
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