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I quickly hit behind some bushes as I see some light coming from inside, putting more focus to my hearing I could hear faintly some conversation.

"d.a.m.n that boy, we spent hours already and we made little finding his item bag!" Curse a grumpy voice.

"Little? Bah, we turned this place upside down already! Little progress is clearly an understatement, the bag basically didn't exist now!" Another with a squeaky voice chime in.

"Hmph, at least we got the boy, it was a fine show." The grumpy voice said then laugh.

Hearing until here Leo feel a sliver of hope for the boy but the next thing he heard made him despair then rage.

"Oh yeah, it felt so good to watch that kid got blown down that gigantic chasm. Boy deserve it for killing our allies."

Leo get up from his spot, he no longer care about the look out spotting him, he no longer care about the men rushing to regroup, he only exude a heavy bone chilling killing intent as he move towards the dungeon.

"You pheasants have made a grave mistake attacking the child, now none of you shall live." The moment he finishes his words his figure seems to disappear and when the bandits sees him he had already reach and rip off one of the look out's head then quickly the same to another unlucky b.a.s.t.a.r.d again and again and again.

He keep ma.s.sacring every single bandits he sees as he advance deeper while following the scent of the child. The scent is still relatively new, at most it is only an hour ago.

He follows the scent until he reaches a long, deep, dark chasm. As he move closer to it he could feel an unpleasant yet familiar feeling, when he look down the chasm he could feel the darkness calling him.

Leo closes his eyes then shake his head, there is nothing he could do but pray for a miracle. He then turn around and start walking out of the dungeon.

As he walked he pulls out a round palm size purple crystal ball before pouring Mana into it. The moment the ball light up he said.

"My lady, I have failed you."

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Emilia reads the report in her hand calmly before sighing and putting it on the desk before turning to look out the window. The twin moon is still as red and blue as they always been.

"Nadia what do you think about this matter?"

"500.000 foot soldiers, 200.000 calvary, 100.000 wyvern riders, and more than 50.000 mages, It is quite an impressive force but we've faced worse." Nadia who have been silently standing beside her answered.

"Heh I know we have, but do you think the Southern Union could deal with it?" Emilia snort and rolls her eyes at her long time friend.

"... It is hard to say, if we are talking about the Union raw power then I say they could but considering the current internal power struggle and conflicts I say their days are numbered." Nadia answered nonchalantly.

Hearing the way Nadia answered Emilia could only sigh before looking at her in the eyes.

"Nadia I know you don't care about their fate as long as it doesn't affect those that you care about but look at it this way, some of our students are from the beast tribes, when they start the war whether we like it or not they will be called to arms, our past comrades will be called to arms, that old c.o.o.n Leo would also be summoned.

Nadia snort and said, "let the fool go to war, like I would care if he dies. As for the children, can you just hold them all here?"

"Nadia let me remind you, we are an academy not a prison." Emilia close her eyes and rub her throbbing forehead.

"Well it sure feels like one."

At this moment the communication crystal at the side of the desk start to shine. Noticing that, Emilia tap on it to answer the incoming transmission but before she could say anything a tired voice comes from the other side.

"My lady, I have failed you."

Hearing that she quickly turned serious.

"Speak."

Leo then start telling her about the boy's progress in Alchemy, his first kill, his friend challenge and the fate of the boy.

Groaning, Emilia hold back the urge to spout series of curse while tearing her hair out. The prophecy she received years ago have become useless, he effort all these years gone to waste.

There were two prophecy but none sounds pleasant. the first prophecy foretold of a star child to fall from the heaven, the child would then begin a path of carnage, ending all lives by the time they reach adulthood.

The second prophecy foretold about a young thief that is fated to become king, he would slaughter any and all who stand in his path to power. Once he rise to the throne he shall conquer the world and rule in tyranny.

It seems to be two separate future but there was a third prophecy, one that was told to no other than her, one that she spent seven frickin years to achieve, a prophecy that leads to a not so bad ending.

In the prophecy, the star child and the young thief would meet under the guidance of an outlander, the outlander would norture and taught them what they need. The two will call the outlander their teacher while the outlander shall call them their children. tread correctly and the world shall live, tread wrongly and it'll fasten the path to d.a.m.nation.

She didn't know who the thief is but the star child is pretty obvious, she thought it might be her high expectations that lead to the boy's failure at the exam but she thought she could fix the problem after she found the thief, she thought she could let them meet under her aide's guidance but clearly she thought wrong.

Sighing, Emilia shook her head and focus at what she can for now.

"Leo don't blame yourself, this something none of us could expect. Who would have thought that a conquered dungeon to suddenly have a new area, after all there is no dungeon master to control it."

"Alright my lady, should I find a way to reach the boy?"

"No, if he survive then accept him with open arms, but if he dies then so be it."

Saying that Emilia cuts off the transmission then lean back on her chair.

"You sure sigh a lot for an animated object you barely know, so what exactly is the deal with that thing to make you this way?" Nadia ask while trying to sound casual but her curiosity is apparent in her tone.

She couldn't find any reason to hide the prophecy now that it has gone kaput, so she starts telling everything to the first friend she made since she came to this world.

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Down in the cold darkness a pair of eyes are staring at a pile of flattened flesh and blood, the focus of it is not on the pile but what is at the center of it.

In the center there is a glowing blue crystal the size of a pheasant egg with a shape resembling that of a teardrop.

The light from the crystal start to engulf the messy pile and slowly but gradually the pile start to form into that of half a human torso.

The smell of blood and the sound of moving flesh quickly attracted the attention of some monsters living in the dungeon and soon a black like hound reaches and start devouring the pile of flesh.

After seeing all this the pair of eyes retreated into the darkness.