"Something seemed likely to happen in the woods again."
Colmar gave a concise, straightforward answer.
Yet upon hearing that answer, Zheng Qing could not help frowning. "—What do you mean, 'seemed likely to happen again'? Does that mean nothing has happened yet? Is that the school's judgment? Did the Divination Group observe some sort of omen?"
Perhaps realizing she had misspoken.
The Edge Type-1 monster controlled by Colmar could not help raising an arm to scratch its head in embarrassment. But that abrupt movement immediately alarmed the black-robed wizards patrolling the hall. Instinctively, they shifted formation and drew their spellbooks in unison. A few less composed ones even had a hazy inch-thick glow of spell light rising from their books.
"Ah, sorry."
The insect-like face of the Edge Type-1 controlled by Colmar turned toward the black robes. Its mouth opened sideways with a sharp, grating sound. "—I was only greeting my colleague."
As she spoke, her long lizard-like tail swayed from side to side, as if expressing goodwill. Yet the bone spur at its tip, gleaming with a chilling light, greatly undermined that impression.
Rather than feeling reassured, the black-robed wizards unconsciously spread their formation even wider, looking as though they were avoiding venomous snakes and scorpions.
By contrast, what Zheng Qing "heard" in his mind was still Colmar's original crisp, pleasant voice. Two utterly different voices saying the same thing rang beside his ears at once, filling him with an indescribable sense of contradiction.
"Colmar" shrugged.
Then she looked at "Zheng Qing."
"—There were no omens, and this did not come from the Divination Group. It was simply an order." She lifted her head slightly. Her wording was vague, but the meaning was clear: an "order" that could bypass the Divination Group and send the entire Teaching Assistant Group