At those words, Misha, who had closed his eyes and prepared for the end, suddenly opened them wide in disbelief.
Dugu Yan and the others looked at the figure beside Misha, their faces filled with delighted surprise.
"Teacher, what are you doing here?"
When Sunday saw them, the corners of his mouth lifted, and he smiled at them.
"You should put a little faith in your teacher once in a while."
Hearing that familiar voice, Misha lowered his head and smiled.
"I never imagined we would get to meet again.
I thought you weren't going to come out and see me."
At that, Sunday gave him a look that said, "How could that be?"
"How could I not? You're one of the people I admire most."
"Mr. Sunday, you've changed so much that I hardly recognize you. This isn't like someone walking the Path of Order."
"As you said yourself, people are always growing. Change is the most natural thing in the world. Learning to get along with others now and then-isn't that also part of the mindset a good Trailblazer should have?"
The moment Clockie spotted Sunday, his gaze locked onto the Pocket Watch at Sunday's waist, and he exclaimed to Misha in delighted surprise.
"Misha, he has your Pocket Watch?"
Misha turned to look at Sunday's waist as well. When he spotted the Pocket Watch, understanding dawned in his eyes.
"So it really is with you. I should have guessed long ago that all of this had something to do with you."
Sunday nodded at Misha's words.
"From a broader perspective, this matter certainly does involve me, and quite heavily at that.
But from an objective standpoint, although I'm involved, I've mostly been a passive participant."
"I see. What a grand undertaking. Just what I'd expect from you.