Chapter 152
"Song! Get out here! A voice roars from the courtyard outside Elder Song’s library the next morning.
"What? Don’t you roar at me you ungrateful disciple. Tell me what the problem is."
"How could you send us all to a Demon world? And without any warning? Barely half the students there are even human, and the High Priestess is clearly a Demon." One of the teachers who took up the quest shouts at Elder Song through his window.
Both Elders and disciples are gathering around to see the verbal fireworks go off. This isn’t the first time Elder Song has sent people somewhere questionable, and he entirely neglected to mention the presence of non humans before sending the prospective teachers to the cathedral.
"It’s a Dragon Temple, clearly there would be Dragon Kin right? Stop being stupid and go do your mission or pay the failure fee and I will send someone better." Elder Song shouts back at him, waving his hand in dismissal.
"Fine, I’ll pay the fee. I’m not taking part in your damnable demon experiments." The man storms off towards the mission hall in a rage.
"We should go check on the kids. I hope the teachers didn’t hurt anyone." I tell Elder Song, who motions for me to wait.
"Ming is on it. She’s pretty mad I forgot to tell her about the Dragonkin. She at least knows what they are, and the kids were in bed before the teachers arrived. I promised her something good to make up for her trouble though, so you might need to lend me a polymorphism pill." Elder Song laughs.
"You know, we should have seen that one coming." Karl shakes his head. "For the first time in months, the Young Miss has her ears and tail put away, but we never thought to warn the others that not everyone there was human."
"They sweat the little things too much. That’s what happens when you grow up in a world with only humans." Elder Song shrugs. Song himself isn’t from this world, at least that’s the rumor in the sect. They say he ran here when he got in trouble for ethically questionable experiments in the Immortal Realms.
The Elders are chastising the onlookers now, getting them back to their cultivation and studies, but there’s a small group of people waiting outside the library door.