Moreover, even Sister Callian had been vague about it, which meant there was likely something seriously questionable about the attacked person's identity.
"Who could it be this time?"
"It can't possibly be Princess Artemis of the Umbreons, can it?"
Dark's mind raced as he quickly arrived behind the teachers' dormitory and entered the Hidden Place.
The space concealing the laboratory was still quiet and tidy.
Dark headed straight into the laboratory, turned through several corridors, and found the room where everyone had gathered.
Sure enough, it was the usual place. He pushed the door open and entered.
Professor Sylph, Professor Kazel, Professor Harvey, and Sister Callian were all in the laboratory.
But the first person Dark noticed was not them, but Principal Arte. Principal Arte was not surprised by his arrival at all. She had even saved him an empty seat in advance.
Dark swept his gaze across the room and simply sat down beside the principal. By then, he had already seen clearly who was lying on the hospital bed.
It was indeed unexpected, yet entirely reasonable.
Because that person was the kingdom's only prince—Charles Clarissa!
"What happened?"
Dark asked, narrowing his eyes.
The atmosphere in the laboratory was not especially tense, which meant Eldest Prince Charles's injuries were still within the range of treatment.
So what he asked directly was what had caused this. "Don't rush. Have some water first."
Principal Arte pushed a glass of plain water toward Dark.
Dark took a sip, moistening his dry lips, and finally relaxed. Before coming here, he had instinctively considered things from the academy's standpoint and worried that they might have encountered an especially troublesome situation.
After arriving, he understood clearly that the situation was indeed troublesome, yet he was less worried instead.
After all, it was only troublesome.
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