I Became A Zompirewolf

"That's easier said than done." Ashton thought when he saw the director coming right towards him, "I can't promise anything but, I'll meet you near the cottage after midnight. If I'm late, then you'll need to figure out a different way to contact me."

"Understood. Take care." Rose replied before disconnecting her telepathy skill.

Ashton might be good at hiding his emotions. However, Rose's appearance had him a bit confused and worried. Especially, due to her shaky voice. Considering that Rose wasn't someone who would get flustered or worried easily, something big must have happened. Something big... which concerned him.

But before he could wonder about anything else, the director suddenly appeared in front of him, grabbed him by his arm before dragging him away from the crowd. The other students, even the seniors who were trying to maintain order there, were shocked to see that.

The director wasn't someone who would mingle with the students. Not even for someone's death. Until and unless someone had piqued her interest, they were treated as nothing more than filth... at least by her.

Thus to see her personally taking one of the students away must be because of two reasons. Either the student in question had been deemed as a protege of her, or he had done something terrible.

Still, as much as all of them wanted to know what was going on, there were a plethora of things that needed their attention at the moment.  Like the rampaging knights of the participants who had just been killed inside.

Obviously, these knights didn't know for sure if their young lords had been killed. But since they were the only ones who hadn't made it out of the arena, they could guess what would have happened to them.

"By the right of knighthood, I order you to let me inside!"

The blue-haired knight from the Wring family tried to push the senior student who had been blocking his path. However, much to the knight's dismay, the moment he pushed the student aside, his face was firmly met with the fist of another student.

"You fcking knights never understand anything with words. So, I'll talk with you in a language you'll understand!"

Upon seeing one of their ranks being sucker-punched like that filled the other knights with rage as well. However, that rage quickly disappeared the moment they saw who had punched the knight in the first place. It was better to punch themselves to oblivion rather than trying to mess with the 'kid' in front of them.

Standing at 6'5", the caramel-skinned kid had a body that clearly overshadowed the knights. Not to mention the aggressive aura the kid had around himself. Some of the knights present there, were stronger than the kid was but they were afraid of incurring the wrath of the kid's big brother who was also present there.

"Carlile Jaeger... tsk!" The knight who got punched mumbled before spitting out a mouthful of blood.

No one wanted to mess with a Jaeger who although weren't nobles by birth, had more than enough influence to topple a dozen families like the Wrings in the blink of an eye. In front of them, none of the lower-ranking nobles families was worth more than filth itself.

"So? Who's next retards!!!" Carlile slammed his gauntlets together before scanning the crowd in front of him.

He was expecting the knights to put up some more resistance. But it looked like they had other plans. With a single punch, the raging knights had been calmed down, but all of it was temporary. The academy would have to break the news of the deaths sooner or later, and when that happened, the knight would definitely try to do something again.

"Tsk... what a bunch of pussies." Carlile sighed in disappointment before walking away, "Don't fucking dare to make noises again, or the next time I won't hold back."

***

Back with Ashton...

The Director did not speak a single syllable from the moment she started dragging Ashton, till the moment they were inside the Director's office.

"Sit down." She pointed at the chair in front of Ashton while she herself sat in the chair opposite to him.

"So-"

"Shut your trap!" The director immediately cut Ashton off, "I'm not here to listen but to warn you. The shit you just pulled inside... don't ever do that again while you are within academy grounds."

'She knows...?'

Suddenly, Ashton could feel his heart pounding within his chest. His breathing was normal, but to him, it felt as if the time around him had been slowed. He could feel he was about to have a panic attack.

Ashton was trying really hard to control his expressions and his thoughts. But to be honest, he wasn't sure if he was doing a great job at it. The blackout protocol should have shut everything down... then how the hell did she know what he did?

'No... she doesn't know. It's just an attempt to gauge my reaction and derive an answer from it.' Ashton quickly collected himself and moments later his pulse went back to normal, 'As long as she does not have proof, everything should be fine.'

"I don't know what you are talking-"Ashton had not even finished speaking when the director slammed something in front of him.

He looked down and realised that the director had him cornered. She wasn't guessing that he could be the culprit, but she actually had the evidence to back up her claims.

In front of him was a tablet, depicting his location inside the arena... right next to where he had killed the nobles. There was no way he was getting out of this mess. It was over...

"Seriously, how careless can you be?" the director shook her head and proceeded to delete the evidence right in front of him, "It was a good thing I had made up some BS about not wanting to record the battles inside, or else you would be dead right now."

Ashton was confused. What the hell was going on there? First, she dragged him there, then showed him the proof of his crimes before deleting them. And now she was chatting with him as if they were friends? What the heck was going on here?

"I know you're confused. I'll tell you everything when the time comes." The director mumbled, "But till then, try not to get yourself in trouble... at least for the sake of your parents."