Two days passed in a blink, and fortunately, we had not got ambushed another group of Grimm Monsters again.

  A few hours ago, we had left the suppression of Devil’s Gate and now returned to normal space of the world; in half an hour, we will land in the Fort Xander, and after that, I will change the airship for the Academy.

  Before the attack, I would have definitely called the teacher and asked her to send the Professor to pick me up, but now, with the attack, I am not doing that. It had been only two days since the attack, and news should not have reached the teacher; I hope it did not; otherwise, she will definably send the Professor.

  In the past two days, I had been in my room and did not go out even once. I had told them I had suffered some injuries and would need to heal them in my room. Nobody questioned my excuse; some of the Tyrants who fought had also been quite injured and now resting in the room.

  Miss Constance contacted me more than ten times, wanting to come to my room for the talk, but I declined her straightforwardly, using the same excuse, which is she did not believe and even said it, but I still did not let her in.

  I had already revealed too many of my secrets to her and did not reveal any of them further; the less I talked to her, the better.

  I remained in my room for few more minutes before walking out when there are five minutes remaining for the airship to land on the Fort.

  Soon, I reached the control room, and all the five Tyrants present there looked at me. I wanted to remain in my room till the airship land on the port, but repeated messages from Miss Constance and some Tyrant forced me to come out early.

  It would be too rude if I did not come out and meet them. Its not like I would have to spend hours with them; it just a few minutes; once the airship landed on the Fort, we would go our separate ways.

  "Jerome, you have finally come out; I hope all your injuries have been healed?" Miss Constance asked; one could detect a hint of sarcasm in her voice which she intentionally decided to ignore.

  "I barely able to stabilize them, Lady Mars; I have to let healer have a look at them once we reached Fort Xander to avoid the future complication," I replied with a smile as I took a seat beside her.

  I could see the twitching of her mouth and could clearly see she wanted to say something, but she controlled herself and did not.

  "I am glad to see that," "It would have been bad if your injuries had flared, seeing we don’t have a healer on the board who could help but Tyrants injuries," she said with the same hint to sarcasm, and now it is my turn to twitch.

  The other Tyrants seemed to understand we are something between the lines, but they have not asked about it out of politeness.

  "Jerome, it was good that lady Mars hid you for emergencies; if not for you, that Grimm Monster would have slaughtered all the Emperors in the airship," Said the middle-aged man, "It is all due to wiseness of Lady Mars, Sir Rodrigo," I replied with a smile.

  "Yes, Lady Mars does deserve some credit for that, but you deserve more; you have not killed one Tyrant but two, which is quite a commendable feat," said the middle-aged man.

  "You give me too much credit, Sir Rodrigo," I replied.

  Minutes passed by, and soon, the airship slowed down as we reached the Fort. The shield of Fort Xander opened and the airship passed through it, and a minute later, the airship landed on the strop of the Fort.

  Click!

  There are three people in front of me, one woman and two men, and all of them are Tyrants. One is I know, and the second is I only read about, and the third one is completely unknown to me but seeing the badge on his c.h.e.s.t, he is likely the administrator of Fort Collins.

  "Professor, you did not have to come and get me," I said, I said as I resumed my walk toward her.

  "Lord Mycroft," The other four Tyrants beside me said, their tone is very respectful when they look at the middle-aged man with white hair in the middle.

  Even Professor and Tyrant in the right had respectful expressions on their faces when they looked at him.

  He is Wes Mycroft, an old monster from the Blood Sun. He is over three hundred years old and an extremely powerful Tyrant. His appearance is quite surprising as people of his caliber remained hidden in their organization or guard the important places of the human race.

  He nodded at others slightly before he looked at me, and I felt a powerful soul sense covering me for a second; the soul is very powerful, around the same level as I felt from some old monsters during the Championship.

  A slight surprise could be seen on his face as he looked at me, "Little guy, you have one of most best disguises Ive ever seen," The middle-aged man said as he looked at me; the Tyrants got quite surprised hearing that, the only ones who are not surprised is Professor and Miss Constance.

  "Now that we got him, let’s go," Lord Mycroft said to professor, and before I could say anything, I found powerful energy covering me, and I am flying with middle-aged man and Professor.

  "Professor, what is happening?" I asked Professor after this strange turn of events. "You will know soon," she replied without much explanation as we flew up toward the energy layer, which is opened automatically as we got close to it.