Rommel moved his left hand, and a ring suddenly passed through his skin and appeared on his ring finger.
After putting those things into the ring, he sank into a somewhat desolate mood... He could only learn whether any students had survived and left that trap zone through chance encounters with others. As for the traitors, he could receive definite news of their deaths.
German Galan... Draculus, who had suddenly cast aside Rommel's persona and revealed his true, cold self, had no sorrowful nostalgia in his eyes. There was only endless killing intent.
He felt that he had still killed too few.
What Hill's bear had seen was only the most obvious information. Only Draculus, who had discussed with Galan how to hide deeper secrets within secrets, could understand the message Galan had secretly conveyed.
Although Galan had done everything he could and only managed to hide a few sentences in those metal weavings, he had at least included every traitor's name he could find.
Hill had probably deliberately left the book introducing his identity open on top in order to draw Draculus's attention.
Therefore, Draculus felt more anger than pain or regret.
Galan had been one of the very intelligent ones among his students... His talent for alchemy could not compare to Hill's, much less Falan's, but it was still exceptionally outstanding.
More importantly, although he had not particularly wanted to stay with Telashir and face the apocalypse, he had never considered turning around and dealing with his own homeworld.
Draculus had never cared much about what alignment his students belonged to, as long as they were talented enough.
As an absolutely self-centered, absolutely neutral person, he respected others' choices... So even if there was an annoying chaotic person by his side, he would only choose to leave himself.