Hail couldn’t take his eyes away from the strange woman the whole journey. She struck her as someone he knew but could not pinpoint why so.Earlier, Briane was pestering her, persuading her to show her face. He even dared to seduce her in front of them, but Hail stopped him, which he followed for the sake of his newly polished shoes. Now frowning again, he closed his eyes, his arms on his chest.Michelle, meanwhile, had been at home with the soft benches. She couldn’t help breathing heavily as the foam registered to her skin. It’s like being back in her room, with her super-soft bed and dimly lit lamp.With a sigh, she stared at the landscape featured by the round window opposite her. There was no doubt of Zorphe’s beauty, its corners punctuated by an enchanted torch which captured any light it could detect. Far from that, the colorful trees, the horizon, even if it’s darkened by the heavens, were perfectly synchroniz

This warehouse is made to accommodate us, Beastie,” Reigna Halcht was explaining. “You see, the cute protector over there will hand us a postcard. If you don’t know what it is, it looked like a meta-card, hmm? It has an itty-bitty figure in it.”“What’s the use of this meta-card thingy?”“Ooh, it’s a ticket for the other infrastructure. Like the school, everything inside it is unplottable.” She moved closer to her, her hands on her mouth. “Chell said the headmaster’s a nutter who loves making our lives hard. Just don’t tell anyone I tell you that.” Then she ends up in a giggling state.Five minutes later, they’re already standing in front of the protector who scanned the three of them. He’s wearing a silver suit of armor and the eyehole of its metal was concealed in horn-rimmed glasses. It gave the protector extra-sensitive eyes that would help him detects suspicious things.After he handed three simple envelopes, he moved aside from the counter to reveal a d

For three days, the school had been turned upside-down. Ms. Selene was sure that the culprit was still there, bidding his time to kill yet another prey. Mr. Heirt strongly disagreed with her because, as he put it, the culprit may have never existed at all. Doc Liv’s a skilled and notable doctor, but she’s also old and, basing on his student years, a twinge in the head or, in other words, crazy. “Mr. Heirt, I don’t believe that a decent Wielder such as Mrs. Livia will kill herself,” reasoned out Ms. Selene. They were at the hall’s storage room, standing one meter away from each other, their faces illuminated by the light coming from the hall. “Why not, Selene? However decent she is, she can also experience emotional fatigue. Let’s say she faced a problem, like—you know—lack of sexual intimacy—”“For Christ’s sake! She’s happily married—”“Not from what I’ve heard, no,” intervene Mrs. Halcht, her knees wobbling. “Her husband put it to hi

Just as the headmaster said, the test took place at the Contour’s Testing Ground as early as seven o’clock the next morning. Since there were only a hundred and six students in the school, there would be about twenty-one or twenty-two students who would take the test every day. This would mean that by the sixth day of the test, they’d just be waiting for the result.With that being said, Blame woke up at six o’clock, her hair looking like a disheveled nest that’s about to explode. Stretching and yawning, her half-asleep eyes bored at the transparent wall reflecting Hail’s room.Hail slept with both his hands resting on his stomach, a blanket covering the lower part of his body. Although she couldn’t see his face, she assumed his features to be innocent while asleep. Most often than not, Wielders managed to look younger and softer when their eyes were closed.Looking at his half-dead body, her heart clenched. Somehow, she saw the hint of Kleint’s existence (a childh

The shock took a moment to wear off. She knew by now that Michelle’s doubt would increase if she realized she’d been shifted into the other class. Hail’s, Briane’s, Jane’s, and Reigna’s perception might waver one bit because they were sure all of them would remain a Skipper.What you’ve been would always be… at least that’s how they saw it.But there’s no point pondering about it now. After all, the main point of her being there was for the headmaster’s head, and she just has to deal with their doubts as she went. If ever they pose a threat to her plans, they must be moved out of the way. “SWEETIE, LOOK!”Z hurriedly stuff the box and the letter out of sight as Briane barged in, bringing with him a letter quite alike with hers. Unlike the Noble’s, the Skipper’s head used a scented parchment for the student’s letter of qualification. It’s embellished with golden crowns and an eye that featured a shadow’s figure than an iris. “I’m a Skipper!”