Magic Academy's Bastard Instructor

I knew he was lying.

I was certain of it.

And yet... a part of me believed there was some truth buried in his words.

That was what terrified me.

I was afraid. Afraid to confirm whether my worst fears would manifest. Whether the mistakes of whatever past I had would come back to haunt me again.

"Where?!"

The question tore from my throat.

I couldn’t think straight. A high-pitched ringing echoed in my ears, drowning out the terrified murmurs of the people behind me.

One by one, I tore through his limbs.

And yet, he didn’t scream.

Before I could continue, however, his body began to fade. Particles of light scattered into the air as he vanished before my eyes.

——You surprise me, truly. I thought I’d covered my tracks well. Tell me, how did you know?