A few burnt, carbonized corpses lay on the ground, and from their twisted postures, it was clear they suffered extreme agony before death.
Burned to death,
without a doubt one of the most miserable ways to die.
Charles sat solemnly at the head, his face sullen and silent, while the apprentices below had varied expressions.
"Tutor."
His apprentice Claude spoke, voice tinged with sobs:
"Langman was always so obedient to you, worked diligently for years, and now he's killed just like that!"
"Please, tutor, please seek justice for my son!"
"Senior." A female voice quietly asked:
"Langman was an official apprentice at the academy, even if a wizard killed him, there should be consequences, right?"
"No." Claude shook his head:
"The academy's inspection team said Langman was trading points privately, violating regulations, so Lynn won't be punished for killing him."
"How could this be!" Someone looked displeased:
