A few minutes before, when Mr. Jacobs landed on the ground with the other cockatrice. He let out a deep breath as he patted the dead cockatrice. He needed to go back to the students as fast as possible, if not, something might happen to them. Forget losing his job if someone dies, what if it's Victoria who gets hurt badly?
Charlotte Gates would hunt him to the ends of the world, maybe even to Antarctica.
But alas, as he was about to leave and rush back to his students, it would seem that there was no rest for him as he heard the leaves behind him rustle.
He quickly turned around, putting up his guard and waiting for the enemy that was hiding in bushes to reveal themselves.
"Y… you? What are you doing here?"
"Hello, Mr. Jacobs."
It was his smallest student, Van. Wasn't he just in the clearing? Could it be that he followed him here… to check up on him?