Admitting the Harsh Reality

Holding out his hands, Oli took out the light-blue sword that caught everyone's eye. "Leon and Johan both recognized this sword as that belonging to a graduate of your advanced classes."

"This--" 

Not letting Jonon interrupt, Oli added, "Also, that bandit leader used the battle art Revolving Frost when we fought."

All three of the men were speechless hearing that. They didn't know what to think of such a claim.

"That leader was found beheaded so I bothered to store that as well. Would you like to see his face to verify his identity?"

"Yes!" Jonon stated loudly, more serious than ever. "If a student dared lash out against us, then he's lucky to have only paid the price of betrayal with his death."

The moment Oli retrieved the severed head wrapped in cloth, both Jonon and Hurman appeared to be stumped. Oli removed the broken mask but it didn't seem to change anything. "From your expressions, I take it you don't recognize him?"