Fern Morse lay on one of the hospital beds. His face was even paler than before, thick exhaustion showing on his features, and his rainbow-colored spiky hair—had been shaved clean off!
Sister Callian had shown no mercy, shaving him so thoroughly that not even a trace of stubble remained.
And without his hair, Fern Morse actually looked a little more pleasing to the eye.
Professor Kazel sat down beside him, while Dark and the other two stood nearby.
Professor Kazel said gently, "Do you recognize me? I'm Kazel, a second-year professor."
Fern Morse opened his mouth and replied somewhat weakly, "I do. The Alchemy professor."
Professor Kazel smiled faintly. "Don't be nervous. You suddenly collapsed on the Duelist Platform, so we brought you to the infirmary. With Sister Callian here, you'll be fine."
Sister Callian's authority seemed to have taken deep root in the students' hearts.
Fern Morse's complexion immediately worsened.
A glimmer flashed deep within Professor Kazel's eyes as the Eye of Truth silently activated, piercing straight into the heart.
Fern Morse's inner thoughts were laid completely bare.
Professor Kazel could not help but glance sideways at Sister Callian as she walked around to the other side of the bed. Then, lowering his head, he asked gently, "Sister Callian's medical skills are still worthy of trust. Do you remember anything about collapsing on the Duelist Platform?"
Fern Morse looked around in slight confusion, then suddenly noticed Dark Demon standing behind Professor Kazel. His expression changed at once, becoming even more unsightly.
"So you do remember." Professor Kazel rubbed his nose and sighed slightly.
If Fern Morse's incident had not occurred so suddenly, he would already have been in the Dungeon, playing games with his precious heart.
Still, professors carried a certain intimidating presence. Fern Morse finally said, "I