Could she have gotten it wrong?
But Theresa's notification was still sitting in her inbox, clearly stating that they were to assemble immediately. No matter how badly she had been infected by the absurdity, she would not mess up something this simple.
Fortunately, Theresa had already arrived.
The principal had Judah on her back and looked fully prepared for battle. At a glance, this was clearly no trivial matter.
Peals of thunder rolled through the sky as the clouds churned. For an instant, the originally black-blue night sky shone as bright as day, and a tall blonde figure fell from above.
The hem of her skirt trailed deep-blue flames like a rocket.
Durandal was here too?
The moment she arrived, she hoisted her knight lance and looked around, her face full of a knight's anticipation for challengers. She seemed to be waiting for an opponent of equal standing—and that person was definitely not Fu Hua.
Chapter 233: Difficult Communication with Durandal
With a thunderous crash, Durandal descended from the sky. Her knees bent slightly as her high heels struck the ground, and their thin stiletto heels filled the plaza with cracks. She frowned and spent a long while pulling her heels out of the marble floor.
"Fu Hua, why are you here?"
She asked instinctively, "Forget it. I don't care whether you're pretending to be young and attending school or carrying out Lord Bishop's mission. Just tell me where Zhao Bai is."
"The principal definitely knows."
Fu Hua pointed at Theresa, who was slowly walking over from nearby. Though small in stature, she carried a massive dark-gold cross two meters tall on her back, an extremely conspicuous sight. Light flickered in Durandal's eyes before her expression turned troubled.
"I crushed the floor. She won't get angry, will she?"
Fu Hua