Chapter 13: Courtyard Challenge
Silas stepped out of the infirmary just as the lunch bell rang. Students poured out of their classes. For the delinquents, it had been two days—but for the rest of the school, only a few hours had passed.
"Guess that has to wait, then..."
He chuckled to himself, slipping his hands into his pockets.
"Better go grab my briefcase from the room and head to the cafeteria," he muttered, then walked off.
The hallway buzzed with life—students chatting, laughing, some even dueling. A glowing magic circle surrounded the duelers, keeping their spells confined to a safe space.
"Dueling magic, huh... might be useful."
Silas made a mental note.
After a few minutes of walking, he arrived at his classroom—Room 4-D.
When he stepped inside, a few lounging students glanced his way, but only briefly. They'd already forgotten—or chosen to ignore—his earlier outburst that nearly leveled the classroom.
Guess troublemakers like me are commonplace.
Silas chuckled, grabbed his briefcase near the professor's desk, and stepped back out.