Eventually, the last day of the semester came. Godfrey leaned against the wall, in between two windows, staring at Isolde, Isaac, and Lucy, who looked at the room with different expressions.
One expression that could be found in each of them was surprise.
Isolde's was mild; Isaac, on the other hand, even gasped audibly.
"What's this?" Isolde asked, facing Godfrey.
"This is the room the headmaster assigned for our club. It's official… but I still don't have a name for it yet," he replied.
"This is good news!" Isaac went to the window while Lucy had a smile. Isolde tilted her head as she saw the tensed expression Godfrey wore after his smile vanished.
"Is there something you want to say?"
Everyone turned to him.
Godfrey exhaled, rubbing his palms before looking at the ceiling for a short moment and then back at them.
"I recently discovered that I'm a king-tier summoner. At least, I have the potential to be one," Godfrey said, and Isaac's face morphed into absolute shock.
