Chapter 38 The Tragedy Triggered by This Year’s First
As the phone call ended.
It felt like a weight had been lifted from my heart, perhaps that was the sense of security brought by Sister Bai.
Thinking about how Sister Bai was coming soon made me calm down; although the aftermath of the battle outside was still ongoing, I could now relax and find a place to sit.
By the way, I also organized the bread basket that had become tilted due to the vibrations.
Meanwhile.
In the sky above, a standoff had already formed between two sides; even so, their confrontation was not relatively peaceful but involved spells clashing and counteracting each other. If one was not careful, one could only apologize and wait to be swallowed by terrifying magic.
Of course, both sides engaged in verbal disputes as well, with sarcastic remarks being an essential part of the battle.
“I’ll say this for the last time, hand over Tan Han!”
This was the most frequently spoken phrase from the opposing side, led by a student from Holy Angel Academy.
Their voice was somewhat androgynous, but from appearances, they seemed slightly feminine; however, their flat chest seemed to tell another story.
The students of Holy Angel Academy were basically hovering in midair, with a pair of white wings spread behind them, but they weren’t flapping. It was clear that their ability to fly had little to do with those wings, at least not in terms of aerodynamics.
What was even more exaggerated than their wings was the massive feather projection that extended from them, divine power manifesting as white feathers cascading from the sky.
They also had ethereal halos above their heads, with pulsating holy energy constantly being channeled onto them through the halos.
“Laughable! Can’t even handle a person and came to our academy as a group. Are you that impatient to become a member of the Witch Academy?”
The senior from our Witch Academy camp spoke quite vigorously; however, her tone was laced with teasing, eliciting laughter from many other seniors nearby.
Among those laughing the hardest was Shali, the store manager from the bakery.
If it weren’t for Ying Shiqian pulling her back, she might have been even more boisterous; she loved seeing the students from Holy Angel Academy get humiliated.
As for the destruction of the barrier of the Witch Academy, that was no big deal; that barrier had been damaged several times in a couple of years for various reasons; they were accustomed to it, after all, it could always be repaired.
But if they could lure those stubborn students from Holy Angel Academy to the Witch Academy’s territory, they wouldn’t be going back unscathed.
Today, if she didn’t break the wings of those naive students, Shali would probably have trouble sleeping.
Given the current situation, a group battle could ignite at any moment, and the ones who should be worried from this moment onward were no longer us, but those students from Holy Angel Academy.
Also… the wizards from Wizard Academy who came to assist would have to pay a price for watching the spectacle.
They had naturally realized this, but there’s a saying, “once the arrow is on the bowstring, it must be fired.” They had thrown out harsh words and unfriendly faces; at worst, they could just resurrect afterward.
After all, the person they were supposed to protect had already been snatched away.
And it was that annoying Shali; she was a witch who had registered in Holy Angel Academy. Although the other side wasn’t of the most elite level, they were ruthless and particularly targeted Holy Angel Academy, always making sure that those from Holy Angel Academy wouldn’t have it easy whenever they had a chance.
Ruthless people are, of course, feared by everyone.
Especially the red velvet cake sent over… it was a delicious and famous dessert, but now it seemed to be a taboo that couldn’t be mentioned within Holy Angel Academy.
No one dared to sell it anymore.
If someone in Holy Angel Academy received a piece of red velvet cake, they would simply have no one to cry to; this thing was precious, worth the equivalent of a resurrection spell!
This time, when escorting Tan Han, that Holy Angel student received an entire red velvet cake, which made their hair stand on end upon receiving it, only to be schemed against by Shali.
Now, with Tan Han already in the hands of the opposing side, she was a living person, and it was nearly impossible to get her back.
Returning to Holy Angel Academy would probably mean facing all sorts of finger-pointing, especially since they had completely messed this up, despite having guaranteed it initially.
Therefore, the most sensible option was to “d*e back,” what else could be sacrificed once and not be forgotten?
For older students, dying and reviving once was not something difficult to accept.
This time, they had done their best and paid with their lives; even if someone criticized them, it wouldn’t be too harsh.
That was why they were still here—one was willing to fight, and the other was willing to take the blows.
In the bakery.
I watched as the glass door swung open, and a familiar figure hurriedly walked in.
“Sister Bai, over here~”
As soon as I saw Sister Bai, I immediately reached out my hand and called out.
“Xiao Han.” Drawn in by my voice, she walked straight over to me. “How is it? Are you injured?”
“Don’t worry, I’m not hurt.” I naturally responded well to Sister Bai’s concern.
“That’s good.” Sister Bai grabbed my wrist, seemingly confirming that I hadn’t sustained any injuries, and then sat down next to me.
“Xiao Han, what made you think of taking a part-time job here?”
“It’s close to the dormitory, and the pay is good!” I replied without hesitation; those two reasons were enough, weren’t they?
“Xiao Han, if you need money, you can tell me; I can help introduce some good part-time jobs. Do you know the background of this bakery?”
“No need to trouble Sister Bai for that; I’m quite happy here, and I get free meals. As for this place, I understand it pretty well. The seniors here haven’t kept anything hidden; I know a bit, but I don’t mind.”
I reassured Sister Bai, even though I knew she was just worried about my safety; I didn’t feel too concerned.
The events ongoing outside had clearly told me that danger lurks everywhere. I couldn’t shy away just because taking a part-time job here might attract trouble. Since I had begun to engage with the extraordinary, I would eventually master power, and I would use this power to protect myself.
Being overprotected was useless; it would only foster dependency. I was well aware of my own situation; compared to others, I could only be considered a lower-tier existence. If this continued, I might even fail to graduate!
I was determined to graduate from the Witch Academy!
I wanted to become an extraordinary witch and explore higher realms, even though I currently didn’t understand what being extraordinary meant and whether those higher realms even existed.
But that didn’t stop me from setting such a goal here.
