Weimeng leaned against the back of his wheelchair, gazing out the window in silence at the bleak mountain scenery beyond.
The war had been won.
The Abyss had retreated.
The Theater had been destroyed.
The Headmaster was dead.
The Divine Artifact had been obtained.
These reports of victory should have filled people with wild joy.
And yet, Weimeng could not feel happy at all.
Especially whenever his gaze fell upon the Hunter Academy in the distance, that figure's back would inevitably surface before his eyes.
That familiar, upright, strong, calm, steady, dependable back.
Even now, Weimeng refused to believe that his captain had simply left like that.
After all, he was the man who had created countless miracles in the past.
Every other member of Dawn Squad had survived, yet Ye Chen alone—their leader—had vanished forever into some unknown corner of the labyrinth.
Did a result like that make any sense?
Of course not.
Not in the slightest.
At that thought, Weimeng slowly closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh.
"Haah..."
All of a sudden, a knock came from outside the hospital room.
Knock, knock, knock.
Weimeng turned his wheelchair and spoke evenly.
"Come in."
The door then opened, and four familiar figures filed inside.
The first to enter Weimeng's sight was Erigat, another patient sharing the room with him.
Behind Erigat came the other three members of Dawn Squad—Xiya, Firona, and Oko.
At this moment, all of them wore plain white hospital gowns.
Erigat's arm was wrapped in plaster and bandages.
Bandages were wound around Firona's neck.
Oko's limbs were covered in gauze.
Only Xiya bore no obvious external injuries, though she still looked somewhat drained.
Firona and Erigat had regained consciousness on the first day after the war.
Xiya had regained consciousness on the third day