The way those girls looked at him now was vastly different from how they had looked at him before.
"What's going on?" Dark could not help looking toward Professor Medea at the church.
He vaguely felt it.
What was happening in this classroom was definitely not normal."
"Ah!"
A sudden scream snapped Dark back to reality.
He spun around and saw Robert, pale as a sheet. The mist before him surged outward like a tide, already spreading across an entire desk!
What had he seen this time?
Robert Broheim's scream drew the entire classroom's attention toward him.
The tide-like mist pouring outward made the students' eyes widen in shock.
Robert, Victor, and the students seated in front of them hurriedly rose from their seats and backed away, watching as the mist seemed to have lost control and continued swelling in volume.
"Stop!"
At Professor Medea's sharp command, a pillar-thick beam of starlight shot down from the ceiling and promptly froze the mist in place.
Only then did the people nearby clutch their chests and gasp for breath.
"Robert, what did you do?" Victor asked quietly.
"How would I know?" Robert said miserably.
Victor asked, "What did you see?"
Robert said, "I saw..." At the thought of that scene, his face went white again with an "ah."
"Robert Broheim."
At some point, Professor Medea had arrived beside him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
Robert instinctively stopped talking and looked up at her slightly.
Professor Medea smiled. "A minor problem has occurred. When brilliance shines, the stars gather around the moon. The appearance of a second moon has changed the stars' trajectories and disrupted the workings of Astrology. Therefore, what you are seeing in the mist is not what you were thinking of."
Her words were clear, and her voice