boom--!
Almost at the same time he fell, a black beam of light rushed into the sky, and then a black curtain unfolded, covering the sky above the entire camp.
Then the black curtain deformed and turned into an upside-down bowl, covering the entire camp.
Crash~!
In the blocked camp.
A large amount of liquefied black shadows emerged from the ground.
They rose towards the sky like a flood.
After a while, it receded quickly like the tide.
As the shadow flood receded, the originally diffuse mist also disappeared.
"Great! It's Griza-sensei who took action!"
The teachers who were still awake cheered in relief.
But the expression on Grisha's face did not relax at all.
He glanced across the camp.
His brows were deeply furrowed.
There are too few people!
Although the time was short, many people still fell victim to it.
"Who is it...? There's a barrier outside the camp, so it's impossible to sneak in like this."
"Then, it can only be..."
While Grisa was still thinking.
A strong sense of crisis suddenly came over me.
He suddenly looked up in a certain direction outside.
boom--!
An attack suddenly came from a distance and hit the barrier he had opened.
The barrier lasted for two seconds.
Crash!
Crush directly.
However, Grisha did not move.
He just stared at a certain direction in the forest.
There, an unusual aura is slowly approaching...
"Why... ..."
"You'll be here!"
“Qasim——!!!”
"Haha, Grisha, my dear disciple, is this how you welcome your teacher?"
Cassim, who seemed like the incarnation of darkness, walked out of the forest with a smile and stood opposite Grisha.
"... ...teacher?"
Grisa's face was as gloomy as water. His face, which was always cold, was even colder at this moment, looking like frozen ice.
"You are not qualified to say these two words!!!"
Grisha pulled his wand from his bosom and pointed it at Cassim.
"You deceived us! You deceived everyone who trusted you!"
"Alas, it's been so long, and you're still caring about this kind of thing~."
Qasim said nonchalantly.
"Just like before, you're still not very flexible~"
"Grisha, you are a valuable being. When will you realize that you are different from those weak guys?"
"Forget about those insignificant existences. Forget about them and see the height you are at now."
"... ...forget?"
Grisha clenched his teeth.
He looked at Qasim with a look that seemed to contain deep hatred.
He said word by word:
"You made me forget...?"
"I will never forget the scene of them dying in front of my eyes! Qasim——!!!"
... ...
... ...
"Teacher Kasim~!"
A little girl, with her hands behind her back, stood in front of the young man in black with an embarrassed look on her face.
The young man in black put down the book in his hand and said with a gentle smile:
"What's wrong, Akane~?"
"that--"
The girl named Xiao Qian plucked up the courage and took out the thing behind her.
"I want to give this to Mr. Kasim!"
It was an elaborate wreath.
“… …”
Looking at the wreath and the nervous little girl, Qasim smiled.
He took the wreath and placed it on his head.
"Thank you, Akane, it's beautiful."
"Teacher..."
Seeing Cassim's smile, the little girl named Xiaoqian blushed immediately.
"Ah, what a joke! Xiao Qian actually ran away alone again!"
A group of young boys and girls walked in from outside.
"We agreed to give the gift to Teacher Kasim together!"
"Xiao Qian is so cunning!"
"I, I didn't!"
The little girl who was caught in the act was so ashamed that she stuttered.
"Alright, alright~, everyone, please stop arguing~"
Qasim said gently,
"We are 'family', remember how family members should get along with each other~?"
"Remember!"
The young children answered in unison.
“Be friendly and help each other!”
"That's right! You're such a good kid, so don't quarrel anymore, remember?"
“Remember!”
The children answered in unison again.
"Um, Mr. Kasim."
One of the children spoke up,
"To thank the teacher for taking care of us all the time, each of us prepared a gift for Teacher Kasim."
"This one is mine."
"This is mine, Mr. Qasim."
"Teacher Qasim, please accept my gift..."
The young children gave their gifts full of gratitude to the teacher who gave them a gentle harbor.
They did not have any wealth that could be called monetary, so they could only use their own hands to find a way to make a gift.
Qasim accepted the gifts one by one with a smile.
"Thank you, I have received your kindness, teacher. I am really happy."
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