Chapter 170: Wakening (2/2)
In Agate Lake Academy’s residence, Sophia and the others immediately surrounded the team-leading teacher Fran as soon as she stepped inside the door.
“There’s a good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?” Fran said, looking at the anxious Sophia and the others.
“Teacher Fran, stop keeping us on tenterhooks!”
Sophia and the others started stamping their feet, shouting in annoyance.
“Alright, girls. The good news is, Ferguillo’s already awake. The bad news is that Ayrin isn’t awake yet.” Fran said, looking helpless.
“Ayrin…” Several Agate Lake girls suddenly had red eyes.
“Don’t be anxious. I hear he isn’t in mortal danger anymore. In fact, this should also be a good news,” Fran said, actually smiling.
“Is it true?” Sophia and the others looked at Fran. “Teacher Fran, they’re lifting the village’s curfew tomorrow already. Can we go visit Ferguillo and Ayrin?”
“That’s actually something you can’t do. The Office’s infirmary is definitely forbidden to outsiders, out of fear that those heavily injured inside get infected with something.” Fran immediately shook her head. “So you can only wait patiently for them to come out.”
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“Still haven’t found him yet?”
At a certain sewers exit, a blond arcane master of seemingly very high status was conversing with an arcane team that’d just come out from the sewers moments ago.
“Where on earth did that Lotton come from… There’s clearly no way he could have escaped from Eichemalar, and he’s also suffered heavy injuries. Why is it no one can find a hint of his tracks after three days, even with so many people looking for him?!” this blond arcane master shouted, his face unsightly after receiving a definite answer,
The captain of the team shook his head. “He seems to have totally vanished. Right now, half the people suspect he’s still hiding somewhere below, and the other half suspects he’s already fled outside. I think the only thing we can do is to continue the search without relenting. Also, why don’t you make public the details of that guy’s fight with Audrey, Ayrin, and the others? If we can’t have access to more data about that person, then the less we know about him, the harder it is to track him down.”
“The reason should be very simple to explain,” the blond man said, muttering faintly. “It must surely be because the details about the fight touch upon secrets about Audrey and Ayrin and the others. We likewise don’t want the enemy to have more data, so they’ll definitely keep it secret.”
“Dias’ strength has reached such a powerful degree already, it’s really surprising. He actually managed to flee even while besieged by lord Angil and the others. That guy Liszt even used a sealing skill.” The team’s captain heaved a deep sigh and said, his tone heavy, “Back when Dias tried to kill Liszt and the others, he was at most around the same level as many members of the Office of Special Affairs. But now… This Lotton is also an Evil Dragon follower who’s inherited some of the Evil Dragon bloodline. The speed at which the power of these Evil Dragon followers is growing at is really even faster than many dragon bloodlines. It’s really frightening even thinking about it… No wonder so many people are ready to become their henchmen so that they can obtain the power of that bloodline.”
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“For an Evil Dragon follower who’s obtained the bloodline of the Evil Dragon, their power grows really too fast… With Dias’ level back then, even we could have killed him, but now…”
“That’s why there are so many people turning their backs on their own belief. The Evil Dragon followers have become more and more rampant these past few years. Many arcane teams handling them are having a hard time. I wonder if this time will be a turning point…”
At the same time, this sort of voice floated to an asleep Ayrin’s ears.
Ayrin only thought that his sleep was too comfortable.
Hazily hearing such voices reverberating in his ears, seemingly unfamiliar voices at that, his subconscious mind wanted to rub his eyes, stretch, and sit up from the bed, just like when he usually did when he woke up early in the morning back in the academy.
However, his body seemed especially heavy this time, and his sleepiness especially heavy as well.
He couldn’t move his hands; his eyelids were also too heavy to open.
Who knew how much time passed before he finally became a bit more awake. His eyes opened a fraction.
“He’s awake!”
Just when he felt a gentle light falling into his eyes, he heard a shout brimming with delight.
“Ah?”
“Where am I?”
“Teacher Ciaran?”
Inside the sickroom around him, he began to distinguish a bizarre crystal suspended above his bed. The faint green light it emitted was very gentle, very warm. The one who’d shouted with delight was a short-haired female medical master.
After a dazed moment, he finally realized that the female arcane master wore the uniform of a team from the Office of Special Affairs. She didn’t look like Ciaran. She wasn’t Ciaran either.