Lu Mingfei had once eagerly hoped Amon would be by his side; now, he hoped just as fervently that Amon would stay away. Nothing else—he had a guilty conscience.
Finding an intruder and not reporting it, pretending not to see anything—wasn't that textbook mole behavior?
Lu Mingfei had caught a final glimpse of Lao Tang entering the elevator, which gave him another excuse... Taking the heavenly elevator required a student card. Who could have expected this intruder to possess the academy's keycard? Even Senior Brother hadn't considered that possibility when making his arrangements!
As the thought reached this point, he suddenly felt that something was off...
Right, how did Lao Tang have an academy card? And weren't Frigg Bullets a specialty of the Alchemy Department? They were made with alchemy; you couldn't explain that away with just high technology...
Could there be bad people inside the academy?
Kassel College was the only dragon-slaying organization he had encountered. At this point, he still didn't know that other Hybrid factions existed in the world, so through faulty reasoning, he arrived at the correct conclusion.
Lu Mingfei shook his head, tossing aside the jumble of thoughts. What did those secrets hidden in the shadows have to do with an ordinary freshman like him?
Now that the danger was gone, he simply relaxed his tense shoulders and strolled up the spiral staircase.
All he needed to do next was put on an act. As for whether Lao Tang succeeded, that was Lao Tang's own business. He had tried to persuade him, and Lao Tang hadn't listened, so there was nothing more he could do.
Beneath Valhalla's dome, Caesar sat in the center of the hall in a pure white formal suit, as motionless as a marble statue. His eyes were half-closed, his breathing