Not too long after, Edwin entered the classroom with Isolde. "There’ll be an after-party, a little time for you guys to bond," he said with a wide smile as his students’ faces lit up.
It would just be them meeting up at an eatery, but that was enough to ease their nerves after the preparation for the test and the effort put in to attain more points.
While the atmosphere heated up with conversations about the after-party, Isolde looked at the empty seat beside hers.
"Where’s Godfrey?" she muttered, subconsciously glancing at Lucy, who shook her head, meaning she had no clue of his destination.
It made Isolde bite her lower lip as she looked at the dungeon core in her grasp. Her golden-orange eyes glowed when she thought of presenting it to him at the party.
She was dumb. Whispers of the King’s Hounds reached her and Edwin’s ears, which was why they rushed back, but the class was intact and Godfrey was missing.
Her first reaction was panic, but Lucy’s expression told her he wasn’t with the Hounds. But that raised another question, where was Godfrey?
***
Julia, the school nurse, lifted her head toward the door and saw Godfrey. Her pupils dilated. ’Has he been injured again?’ she thought, staring at the golden-haired teen who had one hand in his pocket.
"I’m here to see Snow and Cecil." Godfrey’s statement made her eyes widen. She rose up and pulled the curtain aside, revealing Snow and Cecil lying on their respective beds.
They were completely healed and were probably resting, but at this moment, both of them, whose beds had considerable distance between them, frowned at the sight of Godfrey.
Facing them, Godfrey breathed out heavily. "I’m sorry. I lost myself back there," he said toward Cecil before facing Snow.
"I wasn’t happy when you suddenly gained a remarkable skill by taking inspiration from my summon and deliberately rubbing it in my face. I apologise for damaging your summon that badly."
Both teens were stunned for a moment. They could see that the fault was there, painfully so, yet why was Godfrey acting like he didn’t respond like any of them would in such a situation?
"Why are you apologising?" Cecil asked.
"I want fewer enemies," Godfrey responded coolly. He was strong enough to make demands now, and if they wouldn’t drop everything and let it slide, since he, who was attacked first, had done so, then the line would be permanently drawn.
Snow sat up. "I have just one question. Are you truly the shadow king?"
"What?" Godfrey was stunned by the question. "What do you mean?"
Snow tilted his head toward Cecil. "She told me that you’re a King-tier summoner."
"I heard it from the headmaster’s secretary, saw it as a juicy story, and uploaded it anonymously on the school board but Mr. Edwin threatened me with expulsion, so I had to pull it down."
Julia, the school nurse, couldn’t believe her ears. This golden-haired kid was a King-tier summoner?!
Godfrey had shock written all over his face. Seeing it, Cecil lifted an eyebrow. "Based on your expression, you really had no idea."
Godfrey stormed out of the office, his mind a storm. He was actually a King-tier summoner?!
Godfrey had been skeptical about the tier of the palace, as he didn’t know if this third door might be the last, but knowing he was actually a King-tier summoner blew his head.
His heart pounded loudly as exhilaration filled his chest.
Didn’t this mean he had the potential to stand at the top like the likes of Isolde? Chasing and competing with her wasn’t just a fleeting dream anymore.


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