With a breath, the pool of sludge became dry and crumbly.
Then, Jason aimed his shotgun at the dried sludge, continuously pulling the trigger.
Bang, bang bang!
The pellets struck, sending dust flying in all directions.
By the time Jason stopped, the sludge had already turned to nothing.
Only one thing remained...
A locust!
Yes, a locust!
A locust that radiated a pale golden glow!
Within that radiance, a series of bizarre images began to emerge—
St. Mungo's Academy, on the sports field.
A middle-aged man stood on the platform with a smile.
First, he surveyed the new students, brimming with youthful vitality, then, he took the microphone and spoke.
"Today is October of the year PY81, the day St. Mungo's Academy welcomes new students."
"You have passed through many selections, which speaks volumes of your excellence!"
"Now, all you need to do is complete the final test, and you will be students of St. Mungo's Academy."
