Arcane Academy: The Divine Extraction Legacy
chapter-262

"Hmm? What are they doing?"

Vale immediately noticed something was wrong when he sensed the restless professors and students inside the Academy's main building.

Although he wasn't monitoring them, he couldn't help but notice their actions since they were still inside his Magic Zone.

They seemed to be worried about something, so he couldn't help but reveal his telepathy to ask Professor Shirley.

"Professor, is there something wrong?" Vale asked while using his Extrasensory Perception spell to communicate.

"…"

Professor Shirley didn't immediately answer, or perhaps, she actually couldn't answer.

After all, the Professor must also find Vale's location through her Magic Zone to reply with her own telepathy spell. If he was outside her Magic Zone, she would fail to answer back.

'I'm about 40 to 45 meters away from the Professor. Is that her limit? Isn't that a bit too low for a third-class Spellcaster?' Vale thought.

As he was pondering about this, he suddenly recalled how he had just disappeared from the classroom because he used his Lightspeed and ESP… For sure, no one would've noticed his escape at that time.

Now that everything calmed down, they have probably noticed his disappearance!

Thump…

Vale couldn't help but slap his forehead as he immediately spoke to the Professor.

"Professor, it's me… Vale Chambers. Headmaster Jean called me to do something, so I went out after finding an opportunity while you were all busy. I'll be back after I finished my assignment from him."

With that said, Vale noticed that Professor Shirley had calmed down, and she seemed to have informed his classmates about it as well.

He was right. They were indeed looking for him because of his sudden disappearance.

After resolving this matter, he finally focused on the matter in front of him as he guarded the door of the Armory.

Soon, Mark was captured by the Headmaster, and his left and right arm was cut off to ensure he could no longer cast any Mystic Arts.

It was a bit cruel, but it was necessary.

After that, Vale informed the Headmaster of the location of the three Shapeshifters, who probably thought that they would be able to get away with their tricks.

Since they were injured and Headmaster Jean caught them by surprise, the Corrupted Chains bound them quickly, and this time, Jean made sure to restrict them until they returned to their human forms.

Poof… Poof. Poof.

Three men in their fifties appeared. They were all pale, and their skin had already turned purple because of the Corruption.

"Headmaster, can I take a closer look at them?" Vale asked after everyone was captured.

"Of course. However, they're not corpses yet, and you can't turn them into one." Headmaster Jean immediately reminded as he recalled that Vale was interested in corpses.

"I'm aware, Headmaster. I'll just put them to sleep." Vale answered while shaking his head.

Jean looked at the young man silently for a moment before he nodded.

"Very well. Take your time."

At this answer, Headmaster Jean also surveyed the surroundings and informed the people outside about his successful capture of the intruders.

He was actually quite tired already as these Shapeshifters' powers had exceeded his expectation. Perhaps, if he weren't here in the Academy, these three could do anything they wanted before Isaac and the others could arrive.

Soon, rushing footsteps could be heard as one of the members of the Vessel finally arrived at the scene.

It was Ashe, the Vice Captain of the Sixth Squad.

The moment she arrived, she witnessed Vale touching the four captured people while he was grinning like a fool.

She wanted to say something to Vale about her missing Spirit Vision Spell Model, but since the Headmaster was present, she first acknowledged his presence.

"Headmaster Jean, we've also settled the matters outside. However, there was one more Shapeshifter among the enemies, and we failed to sense his presence until he captured someone."

***

In a fortified castle in the eastern region of Millton Kingdom, a group of cloaked men were kneeling at one knee behind a young girl who was busily eating her food.

As soon as the young girl heard the report of the cloaked men, she dropped her utensils and glared at the squad leader.

"We only captured one of our four objectives? We sacrificed dozens of our men for this! How come you've failed this terribly?! We have a spy inside the Academy, and we have made a year-long preparation!" A blonde teenage girl who seemed to be from a noble family complained to the cloaked person behind her.

She was eating the sweet pastries on her table, and now that her mood had soured, she wanted none of it, and she was even tempted to pour her hot tea into the man.

'This is so infuriating…' The young girl clenched her fist as she controlled her emotions.

The squad leader had just reported that they had basically failed to accomplish their A-Grade Mission even though they had arranged four First-Class Shapeshifters and five Second-Class False Priests!

"Hu!"

Looking at the man's eyes, she knew that he was also disappointed by the result of their mission. She could only close her eyes as she calmed her breath. She didn't really like to cause a scene as much as possible.

'All of these people are idiots… I should've asked Uncle Howard to join the mission.'

After calming down, she slowly asked. "Which one did you capture?"

The cloaked man heaved a sigh of relief as soon as he noticed that the young miss was able to calm down.

"Young Miss, we captured Philip Hoffman…" He answered.

To be honest, even Philip Hoffman's capture had almost failed. They were simply lucky that this young man was actually quite late and wasn't in the central area of the Academy when they arrived.

"Philip?! You captured him?!" The young miss was shocked as she thought that the objective they captured was the Mystical Items they were looking for.

Apparently, their attack on the Vermont Academy was meant to take two Mystical Items and two Students.

The easiest target was supposedly the Mystical Items, so she was expecting that they were the ones they managed to take, at the very least.

"Bring him to me… No, tell me where he is. I'll come instead!"