92 Severing (2/2)

”Hmmm, have we found any evidence with the correlation of a necromancer?”

The secretary looked through his clipboard pretending to find any information even though there was only finances on it and responded

”Currently there has been no information supporting that claim.”

In her head, there were two options.

Allow a horrible event to happen like what happened a couple of decades ago or use manpower to hunt after Dean.

The school was already too deep into the process of cleansing and had no time to waste on such miscellaneous problems that would not provide any true profit.

Besides intuition and guessing, Dean held no value besides being a student who has experienced a few things on his trips.

However option two was far too appealing.

They would be able to weed out the organization of a necromancer or possibly reveal a piece of information on heritage from an ancient master.

This necromancer should have a lot of precious treasures in its arsenal allowing those with power to slowly pluck away from him.

Along with that would be reputation and glory making more students come meaning more revenue.

Even if the necromancer was as strong as the one in the past, a being able to throw the continent into chaos, our continent's finest talents would be able to hold it off.

There were much stronger warriors compared to the past and there are surely to be many of them.

Weighing them both and just realizing that in exchange for a pawn, it was worth it.

”Add the funds meant for Ellis and Alexander to our finances.”

The secretary immediately understood that she had given up on the student and wrote what she said as a note on the clipboard.

...

Dean was wandering around in the night without a clue of knowing what he wanted to do.

He had enough and eventually just sprawled his body atop a grassy surface and left his thoughts to himself.

Nothing

There was nothing left to do.

It was slight shattering noise within his heart when he realized that nothing was holding him back.

But what was he being held back from?

Revenge, revenge and more revenge.

What else could he do?

All that remained in his heart was emptiness once you remove all your friends, lover and hatred for enemies.

It was too tiresome to create more animosity and would mean nothing without a good reason.

There was no good reason that Dean learnt to continue anything.

Cultivation at this point had lost his interest and there was no reason to continue along that path anymore.

”Oh, Zikel Clan”