Chapitre 67: Chapter 28: A Lifetime Apart, You're Still A Smug Prick!

Lancelot slowly walked back to the classroom after she scolded him and said to return to class.

'Hmmm, it seems she's quite the soft woman at heart.'

Her sentiment was enough for him as he added her number to his phone under the title [Teacher Wife] before heading in the opposite direction of the classroom.

"Oh, to be so popular."

Because three people were following him, two were hidden in the shadows while the last one was following without trying to hide his presence, the usual arrogant and confident smile on his face shimmering from the reflection in the glass.

He didn't waste time looking for help or telling anyone. That was stupid, and Lancelot wasn't a bitch—he walked straight for the duelling field.

'Let's see...'

A smile came to Lancelot's face as he picked up the pace, loosening the buttons around his neck and chest before placing both hands in his pockets.

'Vellan.'

'Lusia.'

{{Master?!}}

{Brother! Finally, you called!}