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Chapter 42: The Professor’s Secret
Author: Rosfun
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The corridors still reeked of smoke.

Kai moved through them like a blade half-drawn—silent, sharp, every step a promise. The detonations had quieted, but Arcadia still trembled. Students had been shoved into dormitories, the wounded carried toward the infirmary. Guards lingered with their grips white on their weapons.

The fire wasn’t gone. It lingered in the air, in every stare that followed him. Whispers pressed against the walls like a curse:

The Tyrant lives.

Lina kept pace beside him, her face pale under streaks of soot. Ash blackened her fingers from dragging first-years out of rubble. She held his sleeve like she feared if she let go, he would vanish back into shadow.

But Kai wasn’t walking toward safety. Not the dorms, not the infirmary. His path pulled him elsewhere.

And judging by the steady tread behind him, someone knew.

The professor was waiting.

Professor Halvors stood in the empty classroom like a man summoned for judgment. Usually his robes were precise, his tone clip
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