The self-driving bus arrived at the station.
Link was the last one to get off.
Most of the returnees to school are local wizard apprentices or Storm Sea New Blood, uh... mostly Storm Sea New Blood, basically in groups of three or two.
Listening to their laughter, some voices crisp, some hearty, smiles either as warm as the spring breeze or as brilliant as the sun, unknowingly, softened Link's intent and aura of murder.
There are many good things in this world.
There's no need to let the mood be affected by slaughtering a piece of trash who abused the power of public opinion.
Link smiled and comforted himself and headed towards the school with big strides.
In no time, Link returned to the bottom of the dormitory building, but before he could go upstairs, his personal smart device started to vibrate.