Chapter 95-2
Before Edna stood a unwavering young girl, who struggled to stand despite her wavering legs.
It was Hong Bi-Yeon Adolveit.
She gazed somewhere in a daze before turning her head to meet Hong Bi-Yeons eyes.
"Are you awake?"
"What... How did this happen? Ugh..."
The moment she opened her mouth, a throbbing headache surged through her, as if she were about to spew blood.
It felt reminiscent of a hangover in her past life, but even after a night of indulging in whiskey and wine, she had never experienced such excruciating pain.
She fought to suppress the agony and shifted her gaze towards the spot where Hong Bi-Yeon had been looking.
There, Baek Yu-Seol leaned against a rock in deep slumber, while Mayuseong lay wounded on the ground.
And in front of them, there was a radiant core of dark magic.
That was... the energy that surged forth when a powerful dark mage perisheda substance akin to the remnants of a dark mage's body.
Instinctively, Hong Bi-Yeon met her gaze and nodded silently.
The dark mage, Maizen Tyren, was dead.
Most likely due to the efforts of Baek Yu-Seol and Mayuseong. T/his chapter is updated by nov(ê(l)biin.co/m
*In this world... can something like this really happen?*
Mayuseong possessed extraordinary abilities as a blessed individual, and even though Edna knew Baek Yu-Seol was a regressor, it was still a profoundly shocking turn of events.
She never expected a Level 6 Danger dark mage to be defeated.
*Well, that's... something.*
They were truly unpredictable individuals.
*That man... always playing tricks, yet whenever a crisis arises, he jumps in and resolves it.*
Perhaps it was his strength.
No, it was his status as a reincarnator, his sense of duty that made it possible.
His relentless efforts to make the impossible possible allowed for such miracles to occur.
Miracles weren't things that simply happened; they were things you pursued and seized.
"Hmm..."
Florin let out a sigh of relief.
It was fortunate that the situation had been resolved.
While the contamination of the familiars was a major concern, the secondary worry was the diplomatic repercussions.
If they had failed to protect Stella Academys students, the world's most prominent neutral institution, they would have undoubtedly faced global criticism.
The elders of the Skyflower Haven, known as the "Kings of Elfs," and other monarchs of different Heavenly Spirit Trees could have exploited this situation for political gain.
"... Did all the students come out unharmed?"
Yes, not a single resident who participated in the battle suffered any casualties. Surprisingly, even after the skirmish, some students who hadn't formed contracts yet were voluntarily seeking out familiars. It's quite remarkable
"Hehe, Stella truly has a bunch of broad-minded students."
Indeed. However, we refrained from intervening since they were the ones who protected our familiars.
"Well done. I would like to have separate conversations with the students who actively took part in the battle... Have you made contact with the principal of Stella?"
They expressed their desire to have a direct conversation with you soon.
"Hmm... Very well."
What should I say to the headmaster?
As Eltwin had a fondness for the elves, he shouldn't unnecessarily interfere.
However, she still felt a sense of apology, so she contemplated preparing a gift as a gesture of remorse.
Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind.
Florins mind drifted back to the 'Memory' she saw before.
It depicted a being imbued with the essence of her long-time friend, the Spirit Celestia...
While she couldn't discern their face as it remained veiled, their unmistakable attire resembled that of Stella.
Most likely, they had participated in the recent Familiar Contract Ceremony.
If she could examine them closely, she might uncover their true identity, but...
There was a lingering concern that her curse could spread to over a thousand students if she revealed herself.
As her resentment deepened, she fought to suppress her emotions, reminding herself not to inflict harm on innocent victims.
"When the time comes, I will seize the opportunity.
Florin thought. Her animosity towards the detestable culprit simmered beneath the surface, yet she suppressed it with her willpower.
She yearned for the day when she could confront them face-to-face.",