Chapter 367 Hoping For A Miracle
?The Flying Ship landed in the Plaza of Dawnbreaker Academy, attracting the attention of all the students inside of it.
Although this wasn’t the first time that they had visitors in South Haven, this was the first time that a Flying Ship was allowed to land in their academy ever since the Headmaster had decreed a Martial Law.
None of the students were allowed to wander alone in the academy, and all of them were required to travel in groups of four.
They were also not allowed to leave the floating island and were asked to return to their rooms before sunset.
These measures had been in effect for the past four days, and all the Professors were required to patrol the academy grounds in shifts to ensure that no students were breaking the rule.
‘This reminds me of when the Wendigo was at large within the Great Eagle Forest,’ Ethan thought. ‘Is Dawnbreaker Academy facing a similar threat?’
As Ethan pondered about these things, he, Professor Barret, and Henry arrived at the Headmaster’s Office.
Professor Northon knocked at the door and announced their arrival.
“Headmaster, the people from Brynhildr Academy have arrived.”
“Enter.”
Professor Northon opened the door for their guest to enter.
Ethan looked around the room and noticed that it was filled with wind chimes of different shapes, sizes, and designs.
What he found weird was that the room didn’t have any windows.
“Then why did you ask us to participate in this suicide mission?” Professor Barret glared at his friend. “The way I see it, unless the Professors that you have dispatched to Midgard are able to find this Renegade Professor of yours, everyone here will be killed, including us, whom you have asked for help.”
“I’m very sorry, Barret.” Professor Marlton sighed. “I am just grasping for straws right now. Hoping that a miracle will happen. If we manage to survive this calamity, I promise you this—I will allow you and your two students to take an item from our treasury. All I ask is that you do everything in your power to help us.”
Ethan and Henry shared a knowing glance with each other. Similar to what Professor Barret was thinking, both of them thought that coming here was a mistake.
But since they were already here, they might as well do something that would ensure their survival.
“So how many days have passed since Professor Onar escaped your Academy?” Professor Barret asked as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Two days ago,” Professor Marlton replied in a heartbeat.
“Then that gives us just five days to find that thief,” Professor Barret nodded. “Lead us to the Teleportation Gate. We will immediately begin the search.”
Professor Marlton shook his head. “I’m afraid that is no longer possible. A few hours ago, Eizenth arrived and used her Draconic Magic to transform the Teleportation Gate into a one-
way teleportation gate. We cannot use it to leave. It can only allow those coming from Midgard to arrive in the academy. I’m afraid that we are all trapped on this floating island.”
Professor Barret grabbed Professor Malton’s robe and raised him in the air, surprising Ethan and Henry, who didn’t know that the Ex-Magistratus was physically strong despite his age.
“Are you kidding me?!” Professor Barret asked in anger, which he rarely showed to anyone. “Are you telling us to help you fight against that Elder Dragon and her kin? Is that what you meant when you said that you were hoping for a miracle?!”
Professor Northon hurriedly grabbed Professor Barret’s hand, asking him to free the Headmaster, who didn’t dare to resist the anger of his friend.
“I’m sorry, Barret,” Professor Marlton replied. “I have doomed you and your two students. I didn’t mean for this to happen. I thought that as long as the two of you were able to pass through the gates to Midgard, you would still have a chance of survival. But Eizenth suddenly changed her mind and closed all avenues of escape.”
Professor Barret angrily threw Marlton away. However, Professor Northon acted quickly and cast Leviticus on the Headmaster, preventing him from getting injured.
The Ex-Magistratus looked at the two most promising students of Brynhildr Academy and sighed.
If only he had known that the S-Class Mission was a suicide mission, he wouldn’t have bothered to visit his friend, who was currently crying in guilt for dooming Professor Barret, as well as the two students who had come along with him.