Summer camp, Zone C.
Multimedia classroom.
Mike had intended to sit in the back row, but Kaelum enthusiastically pulled him to the front.
"Professor Gregory usually enters the classroom five minutes early and is never late," Kaelum said excitedly.
As time ticked by, Kaelum and Mike still hadn't seen Gregory Blackwell appear.
The expected person hadn't arrived, but the one who shouldn't leave had gone.
"I'm stepping out for a bit, just next door," said the voice of Shadow Nine, and Mike nodded slightly.
Meanwhile, Mike leaned closer to Jessica.
Just brushing up against a Battle Lord for protection, no misunderstanding intended.
Mike couldn't be without a Battle Lord nearby, just as the human race couldn't be without Thor.
In Jessica's shadow, a little girl with dark circles under her eyes coldly watched Mike.
For some reason, a ridiculous thought popped into [Shadow Ninety-Nine]'s mind, "Can this guy Mike see me?"
