Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
It suddenly rained at midnight. The guards at E Block student dorm were extra nervous and on alert because of the weather.
The rainy night obstructed vision and hearing, so it was a perfect opportunity for an attacker to strike.
The guards were extra wary, and they widened their eyes in scanning the area, trying not to let a single detail slip past their watchful eyes.
The rain lasted till dawn.
The first light pierced the dark clouds and brought light to the land.
The puddles of rain reflected the sunlight from the ground. All the guards heaved a breath of relief because nothing had happened.
Everything was safe!
The guards exchanged looks in slight joy. The doors were opened up one after another by the waking students, and the depressed and eerie atmosphere in the dorms faded and lightened up right away.
Spotting the guards on duty reminded the students of the incident that had happened last night. Whispers were inevitable, and as one of the people involved, Standler was bombarded with questions.
“I don’t know what happened either! After I sent the homework to 2567, I was knocked out cold. If you guys want to know what happened, go ask the First Seat yourselves.” Standler smiled bitterly.
It wasn’t the first time already, Maica had asked him more than a dozen times after the guards had sent him back to his room.
Maica would sigh and shake his head with each of his questions as if he regretted not sending the homework to Kieran himself.
Standler did not want to care about his roommate.
Everyone has a different attitude towards danger.
Maica loved the excitement that danger brought and was used to it from growing up under extreme situations. Standler was different, though. He did not want to place himself in danger, and he hoped for a quiet and peaceful school life.
Moreover, Standler’s thought was quite reasonable for the majority of the students. Therefore, when he told the students to ask the First Seat themselves, everyone shook their heads.
Stop joking! Who would provoke that kind of person after last night?
Perhaps some were unconvinced of Kieran being the First Seat at first, but the intense feelings died down after a few days.
Kieran didn’t just become the Branch Leader of E Block, the things he had done in the past few days started to spread like wildfire.
Death and blood was the main point in the stories, and dead bodies and ruthlessness was the indispensable melody that followed.
The students were quite rational in front of such a bloody existence, but when Standler mentioned the First Seat, no one could hold back their curiosity, and everyone turned to Kieran’s room.
Then… the door opened!
Kieran walked out with two men in his hands!
Cries of shock rose uncontrollably. The students automatically opened up a path for Kieran and watched him walk to the guards. Kieran threw the two unconscious men in front of the guards.
“The attackers from last night.”
Kieran then headed to the cafeteria after disposing of his problems.
The previously relieved guards instantly froze by the sight of the unconscious men.
What happened? Wasn’t it a peaceful night?
Why are there attackers? Why didn’t we spot them?
Questions arose in their hearts, but the matter that would cause them the biggest headaches was just about to begin.
“It’s Wine Beast and Patissier!”
“Weren’t they expelled into the deepest part of Mystic State and were lost in there?”
“How are they here?”
No one should underestimate the well-informed freshmen; they were always one step ahead of others and grasped news that others couldn’t.
The guards had almost forgotten about these two wanted criminals: Wind Beast and Patissier, who had killed and harmed other students because of food.
The well-informed freshmen had sharp observation as well.
“Judging from how hard their neck is twisted, they should be dead, right?
“They must be!”
“Based on what I know, any attackers who attack 2567 will not get away alive!”
“He is really as ruthless as rumored!”
“No, he is much scarier than the rumors!”
…
Amid the fierce discussion, more and more students gathered.
Curiosity triumphed over the fear of death and corpses when the number was great enough, and all the students wanted to know what happened.
“Back off! Don’t surround the bodies!”
While the guards kept the students away and maintained order, Senile and Leonard were informed right away.
The situation finally got under control when the two teachers arrived.
Kieran had already come up from the underground kitchen when the teachers came. After he found out that Eiderburgh had gone missing, his decision to have all three meals in the underground kitchen was solidified.
Where else was better to eat than in the kitchen that cooked the food?
He wiped his mouth with a tissue and walked towards the ruins of the coffee shop, which was now surrounded by yellow tape.
Kieran looked at the charred ruins. If he had not come to the coffee shop yesterday, he wouldn’t have been able even to tell what was it before, especially after a storm, which washed all leftover traces away.
Still, it didn’t stop Kieran from searching his memories as he looked at the ruins.
It was one of Kieran’s habits: recall his memories in a more precise way to search for potential clues and leads.
He knew he wasn’t a smart person, so he only could go with this kind of stupid way.
Of course, he wasn’t just searching through his memories in front of the ruins; he was waiting.
The guards saw Kieran stopped in front of the ruins for some observation, but they did not interrupt or chase him away.
Even the guards had heard the news about Kieran, especially after Kieran saved Tyrese yesterday from potential death, the guards who belonged to the school were quite grateful to the freshman.
They couldn’t imagine what would E Block be like without Professor Tyrese.
Di Di Di Di!
“Is 2567 around you?” Senile’s anxious voice came from the guard’s communicator.
“Yes, sir. He is just a little further away from me,” the guard answered.
“Pass the communicator to 2567,” Senile said quickly.
“Yes, sir.” The guard walked towards Kieran.
Kieran took the communicator right away as he’d heard the conversation. The guard left Kieran alone by walking further away after passing the communicator to him.
“What’s wrong?” Kieran asked.
“Why didn’t you bring your own communicator… Professor Tyrese is missing!”
A quick rant later, Senile delivered the shocking message.
Although Senile tried to make himself sound normal, Kieran still sensed fear and loss from his voice.
“Is that so?” Kieran was still calm. He wasn’t surprised at the news at all.
The anxious Senile didn’t notice or even care about the calmness in Kieran’s voice. After he delivered the news, he continued anxiously, “I’m going to contact the principal—Professor Tyrese told me to contact the principal at the most desperate times, I think it is now.”
“Are you coming?”
“No, thank you.” Kieran rejected Senile’s suggestion.
There wasn’t any persuasion from Senile, though. After the rejection, Senile hung up, and Kieran returned the communicator to the guard.
“Did something happen?” the guard simply asked.
“Nope. Everything is within expectation,” Kieran answered.
