Inside the academy, in a room reserved exclusively for professors, Kimberly sat in a rather luxurious chair in the middle of a room packed with bookshelves and books. Her eyes were closed, and her fingers tapped steadily against the armrest, the sound echoing through the air.
Yaya was making tea nearby, but she was clearly absentminded.
Charlotte held the hand of the visibly uneasy Henriette as she stood before Kimberly with Frey and Raishin. They remained silent, waiting for Kimberly to speak.
Sigmund stood atop the back of one of the Hellhound Series Automatons, staying in the corner of the room alongside the other five Hellhound Series Automatons.
The scene continued like that for more than ten, perhaps twenty minutes. Yet no one spoke, and an unusual heaviness filled the room.
Perhaps Wu Yan's attack on the Academy Headmaster had truly dealt Charlotte, Frey, Raishin, and the others a considerable blow.
At the very least, even Charlotte, the least patient among them, simply held Henriette's hand without saying a word.
Under normal circumstances, that indescribable silence would have been broken long ago. Of course, the owner of the room—Kimberly—had no intention of letting it continue for too long.
A few more minutes passed before Kimberly opened her eyes and fixed her cool gaze on Henriette.
"Honestly, I would very much like to arrest you and interrogate you directly!"
"—!" Henriette was clearly startled by those words. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she instinctively hid behind Charlotte.
"Professor Kimberly!" Charlotte hurriedly wrapped an arm around Henriette's shoulders and glared at Kimberly.
"This has nothing to do with Henriette, does it?!"
"What nonsense are you talking about...?" Kimberly shot Charlotte a glance.
"Do you really think Henriette has nothing to do with this matter...?"
Charlotte opened her