"Well, well, what a grand academy this is."
Outside the Crossbridge Academy branch.
A graceful figure removed her goggles, her fiery red hair dancing in the wind. A smile flickered in her emerald green eyes.
"Owen, honestly, it's been so long, and you never come to chat. Looks like I have to show up myself."
Melina leaped down from the hill. The moment she approached the academy, her presence was immediately sensed by Milky.
Milky half-closed his eyes, carefully gauging Melina's level before turning over and going back to sleep.
Just a mere master-tier mage—nothing for him to worry about.
His father's perception was sharper anyway, so he must have already noticed this strange, self-talking lady.
But…
This lady seems a bit clumsy, not too bright.
If he remembered correctly, his father had set up an array in that direction.
If she stumbled into it, getting out in one piece wouldn't be so easy.
