Chapter 26
Running at speeds that defied normal perception, Annabelle arrived at the National Treasury of Weapons in mere moments. Just as she reached the entrance, she noticed a woman emerging, her dress tattered and stained with what looked like blood. Her appearance, coupled with the recent report, strongly suggested she was one of the students who had faced the Rogue.
’Wait... Is that an owl?’ Annabelle’s sharp eyes caught a glimpse of something perched on the woman’s shoulder. She quickly looked back to confirm. Indeed, it was an owl, and a remarkably majestic one at that.
Upon seeing Annabelle, the woman flinched for a brief instant before quickly bowing respectfully. "Hello," the woman greeted her, her voice calm despite the chaotic state of her attire.
’Have we met somewhere? How does she know me?’ Annabelle thought, a flicker of surprise in her mind.
Though a sense of strangeness lingered, Annabelle responded without overthinking it. "...Hello, miss. Did something happen inside?"
"Yes. There’s a Rogue who infiltrated the gallery out of nowhere," the woman answered, her gaze steady. "Also, you don’t have to worry since he’s already dead."
"I see... And you are?" Annabelle inquired, her eyes subtly scanning the woman for any signs of injury.
The woman smiled, a serene expression on her face, and answered.
"I’m a student at Glacial Sphere Academy. Rank 925 Remillia Lockhart at your service," the woman answered, her tone polite and self-assured.
’No wonder she knows me,’ Annabelle thought, the pieces clicking into place.
She was one of the most celebrated Heroes in Aeonia, her image and accomplishments widely known. As a result, most students from the Glacial Sphere Academy, or any academy for that matter, would typically react with awe, nervousness, or even freeze up in her presence.