"My lord, don't go!!"
Maxim's urgent shout echoed through the empty library, but it was already too late. In the next instant, six people silently appeared around Maxim, all wearing grim expressions. They were the six from the Tribunal.
"Wow." Maxim's great beard trembled as he slammed his massive warhammer onto the floor with a boom. He swept his gaze around the group and gave a dry laugh. "I think we should all calm down right now. What do you say?" Maxim was no fool. When he saw a group of Eastern-Western University students here while Northern Continent University students lay on the ground, he knew Northern Continent had likely fallen. If not for that madman Long Aotian, Maxim would have had no choice but to greet Thursday and the others with his enormous iron hammer. But now, he was in no mood for anything.
Thursday asked, "Where is Natalia?" Maxim pointed behind him. "Over there. I think she's not dead yet. That woman has always had plenty of stamina. Heh heh." Thursday signaled Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and the others with his eyes. The three immediately led several pairs of people away. Thursday said to Maxim, "As you can see, Northern Continent University's main fighting force has already been destroyed by us. Eastern-Western University can absorb your Northern Continent at any time."
Maxim sighed, shrugged, then laughed again. "But that lunatic named Long is a big problem. Are you sure your school's goddess is ready to deal with him?" Thursday said, "Hmph! At the very least, we won't let him escape from the Celestial Prison." Maxim said, "I have nothing to say about that..." There truly was nothing to say. Long Aotian had begun planning his escape from the Celestial Prison as early as his freshman year, and Maxim believed