Ancient Threats

“Seriously, why is the Shire Continent being so troublesome lately?” Professor Rinehart sighed as he looked at the Chesmire Cat, who was sitting on top of his table.

There were two other people inside the room aside from him and it was none other than Professor Barret, and the Grand Archmage of Eastshire, Edmond Bousborne.

“I can sense that a new era is upon us,” Chessy replied after licking its paw. “An era that will not lose to the time when the Demon Lord is still active. Perhaps, what will happen next will make that old man’s actions look tame.”

Edmond had a solemn expression on his face because what the Chesmire Cat had reported was truly serious.

Fortunately, he had decided to come to the academy, or he wouldn’t have personally heard Chessy’s report.

Professor Rinehart, Professor Barret, and him were talking inside the Headmaster’s Office when the mischievous cat appeared.

As if dampening their good mood, it spoke of the latest news that it gathered from Midgard.