Three days passed, and Reinhard was walking toward the Entertainment Department.
When a blue screen suddenly appeared in his vision.
[Host! Something is very wrong!]
Reinhard froze mid-step.
The system almost never panicked unless it was really terrifying or dangerous.
Students flowed around him in noisy groups, laughing and talking about weekend plans, completely unaware of the sudden tension locking his body in place.
Reinhard's voice dropped in his mind.
Yor?
There was a brief pause from the system.
Then the response came back far more urgent than usual.
[Yes! Her mental stability just dropped sharply!]
Reinhard's eyes narrowed.
How bad?
The answer appeared instantly.
[Future catastrophe probability has exceeded sixty percent… And it's still rising.]
For the first time since arriving at the academy, Reinhard felt a genuine alarm twist in his chest.
What's happening to her?
The system responded immediately.
