The fully developed monsters are the ones that last the longest.
A few whose bodies are perfectly integrated even have the ability to smash through the hull and break through the ice shards amidst the intense, spasmodic pain that runs through all the tendons and myelin sheaths.
They struggled and screamed in agony, the centipedes with their massive pincers thrashing about, writhing and destroying their surroundings as they tried to get closer. This made the already unstable ceiling even more precarious. Fortunately, the headmaster quickly repaired the damaged prisms and restricted their movement; otherwise, it would have been difficult to know how to handle the situation.
Once all the anomalies subsided, the remaining chimeras were completely destroyed by the fierce attack, leaving only a faint aroma of burnt meat mixed with the drifting dust. They quickly returned to normal, blending into the dust that was thick enough to cover the soles of shoes, as if nothing had ever happened.
A low sigh came from behind.
My mentor woke up sometime earlier and began to comb the ends of my hair with her delicate hands.
"It's okay, it will all pass."
She spoke softly, her voice more earnest and solemn than I had ever heard before.
"Sooner or later, there will be no more evil deeds of people fighting against each other in this world, nor will there be any more tragic situations where people have to devour the lives of others to survive. There will be days with soft white clouds floating in the clear sky, and the aroma of milk and honey can be smelled in the flowing streams."
"However, we still have to wait a little longer for that day. We need more patience and more effort before we can finally reach it."
I turned my head and caught a glimpse of unwavering conviction shining in those bright golden eyes.
The world may be a book for my mentor to read. I have no way of knowing what she saw, so I could only nod hesitantly and let my boiling emotions gradually calm down.
Right now, the priority is still to finish the work at hand.
The dean cleaned up the remaining cubicles, large and small, and my magic power was almost depleted again. I took out the last fragment of magic stone I had and secretly placed it under my tongue out of Lady Juliana's sight.
It would be somewhat horrifying for a pure human to eat this stuff. If the academy head, who was completely unaware of it, found out, he would be terrified and mistakenly think that I was like those stupid mages with screws in my head, attempting suicide. He would definitely rush over and make me vomit it up.
That would be too much trouble.
Right now, it's just a matter of being suspected of having an unusually high level of magic power. I can just pretend not to hear and get away with it. It's not a big deal.
Now that we've returned to our original location, only a few final issues remain to be addressed.
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