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When they came out of the forest, everyone felt as if they had been separated by a lifetime. The camp in front of them was originally just an ordinary one, but now it was the only place that could comfort their own hearts.

Harry was one of the first teachers to leave the school. He was a teacher from the second courtyard, and because the team from the second courtyard reunited with the Hetton Mal Academy's team earlier, there were no casualties, only the students were very tired. He saw many people coming out from the huge portal, and behind the gate was what used to be called the hunting grounds in the East Forest.

He was in a trance.

A few days ago, he was still thinking that the annual journey was too simple, and that there was no way to compete with Hetton Mar Academy. However, looking at the heavily injured students, he realized that his thoughts were unrealistic.

As a member of the Hutton Mal Academy, he had also experienced the academy's strength. A student of this level could already be compared with an army at the level of management, but they were much more powerful than an army, because their individual combat abilities were much stronger than soldiers of the same level.

A sorrowful atmosphere permeated the entire camp. An ordinary excursion had turned into a terrifying experience.

The crowd who just came out lost control of their emotions on the spot. They hugged their heads and cried. At this moment, what they wanted the most to do was to return home and return to their warm homes.

Even the students of the academy were no exception. Although they were not injured, their experience this time around was still somewhat terrifying. From then on, Hetton Mal Academy was called the First Court, because its full name could be called Hetton Mal Academy.

As a teacher, he naturally knew of this news, and his face turned pale when he heard it. Although there were usually some who went missing in the Forest of Grains, most of them were workers, and the total number of students who went missing on this long journey was terrifying. Even teachers suffered heavy casualties.

During the peaceful era, 84 students and 6 teachers had actually disappeared during a long journey to the academy. Moreover, he knew that these missing students and teachers no longer had any hope of surviving. Although the entire surrounding forest had been swept clean by those few people, they had all disappeared during the terrifying siege.

The students of the academy maintained an orderly formation, guarding the other academies as they waited for the order to retreat.

Those people gave the order for the students to leave the camp, which was only a hair's breadth away from the Land of Death. The students of the First Court escorted the students of the other academies, while the teachers who were second lieutenant were here to receive the first lieutenants who were still in the forest.

"Let's go back!" "Take care of yourself when you get back to the city. There might be some trouble." He patted the freshman's shoulder, sighed, and walked over to where she had told them to go.

"Second Lieutenant Harry, report!" He stood at the entrance to the largest tent in the camp and repeated the salute. "Second Courtyard. Second Lieutenant Harry is here to report."

A cold female voice came from inside the tent. "Please come in."

"Yes sir!" Harry answered, pushed aside the tent curtain, and strode in.

He was not the first to come, nor was he the last. This was the first time he had seen those students of the first lieutenant carefully.

At the far end of the tent, Harry saw the four young lieutenants, two of whom were standing, and two of whom were seated in the middle, looking up at them with their heads slightly raised.

The girl with silver and red hair was sitting in the middle, while the boy with white hair and the girl with golden hair were standing half a step behind them. Harry could not describe the scene he saw.

He straightened, saluted, and said, "Teacher of the Second House, Harry Glenn! "To report."

"Mm …" The white-haired girl in the middle answered, and then the blonde girl said politely, "Second Lieutenant Harry, please wait by the side, the meeting will begin when everyone arrives."

"Alright!" He tucked his cap under his arm and stood in the line on the left.

People from the other academies came to report, and without exception, all of them were very respectful of the tent. Even the teachers who were unsatisfied with them before their long journey had long since given up. Strength was the most important part.

Harry looked around and saw that the second lieutenant's teachers were still around, but two of the other academies were missing. He could not help but feel a little sad.

A voice rang out from the quiet tent. It was the blond girl who spoke again.

"Guild leader, everyone's here."

"Mm …" The white-haired girl responded and said, "Let's begin."

The girl's voice was very calm, like a frozen lake. There was no way to cause any ripples at all.

"Understood!" The white-haired youngster beside her answered, and then he stretched out his hand towards the front of the tent. A wave of cold air filled the entire tent.

Crack * The sound of ice began to appear in the center of the tent.

With a boom, huge chunks of ice fell to the ground. The white-haired youngster said, "Everyone, this is the map of the eastern part of the Grassland Forest."

A stick made of ice appeared in his hand, and red spots began to appear on the surface of the ice. He continued, "These places are where we met the monsters."

Red dots were spread all over the eastern forest, and the dense red dots indicated where they had encountered the monsters.

"Those monsters are scary, aren't they?" The white-haired youth asked, "What do you guys think is going on?"

The way the youth spoke made it seem like he was teasing. However, under these circumstances, the words he said sounded somewhat uncomfortable.

No one replied to his question. They were silent. The youth thought for a moment, then continued, "Then why did so many of you die?"

Why did so many people die? This question stabbed into their hearts like a sharp sword, stirring the wounds in their hearts. Why?

"Why?" His tone became serious. With a wave of his hand, the red dots on the map disappeared. It was as if they had fallen into an icehouse.

"Let me tell you, you guys …"

"Too weak …"

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