Chương 70: Chapter 67.5-A Chosen Reminder

The door to the Headmaster's office slams open. Professor Stargazer enters with an angered expression that the Headmaster pays no mind to.

"What did you do?" she asks, barely maintaining her anger.

"I have no idea what you speak of, Myria. Why don't you enlighten me?" the Headmaster asks as he gazes down at the celebrating students.

"Don't play stupid with me. The Proctor. Did you tell him to stab The Chosen One?" she asks.

"I told him no such thing, but if he chose to do it himself, that would solve a multitude of problems," he says as he strokes his beard evilly.

"Have you gone insane? I only agreed to get rid of him. Not kill him. He's but a child," she says with a hint of doubt. The Headmaster's eyes stalk her expression.

"Myria, is this all your hate amounts to?" The Professor looks confused as her mind races.

"Why am I working with you? With the Purists?"

"Don't you remember that night? The screams, the terror, the blood. The Devils burned your village to the ground. They killed everyone. Don't you remember?" he says with honeyed words. Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator.

"What are you doing to me? Who are you? You aren't the Headmaster," she says, coming to a realization.

"Remember your hate, Myria. Remember that night," the Headmaster says with a different voice.

"I understand, Sir. The Chosen One must die," she says with hate-filled eyes.

"You are dismissed," the Headmaster says. Professor Stargazer leaves the Headmaster seemingly alone.

"You're losing your grip on her, Wrathborn~," a shadowy figure says from the corner of the room.

"It is expected. She is a strong magic user; Her resistance is high, but perhaps you should be worried about your own mission instead, Prideborn," the Headmaster warns.

"Careful, your horns are showing~," the Shadowy figure teases.

"Why do you bother me?"

"The Council has sent me. They are not pleased with your results. They want him dead soon. Get it done~," the Shadowy figure says with laughter.

"Do not order me around, Prideborn," he says as he slams the desk, "Tell the Council that it will be done. The Chosen One will be dead before the end of this quarter. I can guarantee it." The Shadowy figure laughs as it fades away.

"I hope you don't. It's been so long since we've had a Chosen One to play with~." The Headmaster looks down at the dark crystal in his hand.

"Soon, Calamity shall be released."