William and his group had already been on the island for three days.
Jophiel had no time to look for him because he had been busy dealing with the disappearance of the Requiem Antz.
They had already searched the entire island, but their efforts bore no fruit. In the end, they all decided to wait for the Headmaster of the Academy to arrive. They had already done their best, and there was no use sending more people out on a wild goose chase.
Finally, the Headmaster of Hestia Academy arrived, riding a Red Dragon that was over ten meters long.
His white, short, hair hung awkwardly over a furrowed, solemn face. His gentle hazel eyes were set seductively within their sockets.
Although he was old, his skin was still fair, and handsomely complimented his eyes and cheekbones.
This was Byron Massingale, the Headmaster of Hestia Academy.
