"Thank you for not battling it out with Gates, Mr. Hearst."
As soon as Clark landed on the ground, Headmaster Hans was there to welcome him with a huge smile on his face.
"So this is the student?" He asked, looking at Van who was wrapped in a pod of blood, "I don't really remember his face. Probably an underwhelming student so I don't see him that much."
"For a man who could read minds, you are terrible at lying, Headmaster Hans."
"I have no idea what you're talking about, Mr. Hearst."
When Clark heard those words, a scoff came out of his nose. "Out of all the Holders of your generation, you are the sliest one. You're the only person that could have notified that freak in coming here. If I was not here, then the Explorer Association would have surely taken a hit on its name, would it not?"
