Seeing the academy gates, Damon had an ominous feeling, but even three days after the academy's resumption nothing happened. No one said anything, which made him feel as if the old High Templar was just pulling his leg.
Damon started to relax. He took a deep breath, sitting on a large picnic mat with Leona.
The beast-kin girl didn't seem to have a care in the world. She just ate a large pastry with gusto.
He shook his head. She was too relaxed.
"Hey, should you really be eating? We're supposed to be overseeing the entrance exam for the new students…"
Evangeline appeared in a flash of light, her face scrunched up in anger at the two of them having a picnic.
Damon glanced at her with a bored expression.
"Who is this chick… she kinda looks familiar…"
Leona, taking a bite of a creamy pastry and putting down her spoon, said,
"We don't have money. Go away."
Evangeline's face turned red with anger.
"I'm not a beggar…"
They glanced at each other.
