On the way to the tea shop, the busy crowd around them formed a unique scenic view.

Soon, they arrived at a dessert shop with an unusually peculiar decor style.

The interior was predominantly black and red, with dark-themed decorative elements visible everywhere, even the signboard bore bat-shaped decorations.

They even kept bats as pets inside the shop.

A beautiful woman stood behind the counter, wearing layers of heavy clothing, creating a uniquely dark style.

She looked at the children who entered the shop, her gaze finally resting on the Flying Squirrel.

"Isn't this the evil Flying Squirrel, bringing your little friends to get some treats from big sister?"

The Flying Squirrel just snorted twice in response.

The female owner looked at the Flying Squirrel, seemingly finding it amusing, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"Calosis, why did you bring your students to my place today? Don't you always criticize that the decor of my shop is strange?"

The leading teacher was Calosis.

Upon hearing this, he replied expressionlessly, "Flying Squirrel is the way he is now all because of your influence; even grandma has an opinion about you."

After all, all the concepts of bats, vampires, and evil were instilled in the Flying Squirrel by this female shop owner.

She was one of the earliest members of the Blood Race and was once a noble in the Blood Race Kingdom.

However, she was one of the best among those nobles, so she received a pardon from the Leader.

"What's the harm in that, he's still a cute and good kid.

"Alright, children, go sit over there, and big sister will prepare your favorite desserts."

With that, she turned and went into the kitchen.

Soon, various blood-red foods were brought to the table.

A faint scent of blood lingered in the air.

Yes, this was a dessert shop beloved by the Blood Race.

As for others, hadn't they seen Calosis often come to this shop as well?

In the end, it mainly depended on personal taste.

However, without a doubt, the desserts here were most suitable for the Blood Race.

After the children were full, Calosis led them on the return journey.

"Today, I fulfilled a little wish of yours, so you have to behave from now on."

As he spoke, Calosis remained calm, without a change in expression.

However, these children were long accustomed to this.

On the way back, Adam noticed something unusual.

Outside a door on the roadside, several soldiers in Night Watcher attire stood at the entrance, talking with heavy expressions.

The few talked in low voices for a long time before one of them adjusted his mood, took out a letter, and knocked on the door.

Many passersby witnessed this scene, they just sighed slightly before continuing with their busy lives.

Adam had seen similar scenes before, but that time it was in the noble district.

He subconsciously slowed down his pace and eventually stopped.

Others followed his gaze to look over.

Soon, the door opened, and an elderly couple appeared at the entrance.

When they saw the Night Watchers, their faces instantly showed panic before breaking down in tears.

The Night Watchers silently handed over the envelope, then sadly helped the elderly couple inside and closed the door.

The teacher walking in front suddenly spoke:

"That is a Death Notice, with a black skull-shaped giant dragon emblem on the back, it carries the last message of a brave warrior."

The messenger likely was one of the fallen Night Watcher's teammates.

This is an unwritten rule within the Night Watchers, as their operations usually proceed in small teams.

"Even in such moments, your face shows no emotion." Adam said, looking at the Mage.

Due to Calosis' usually emotionless demeanor, he earned the nickname "Faceless" at school.

Calosis looked at Adam, never treating him as an ordinary child.

In some countries, Adam's age would already be considered an adult.

It's just that the Night Watchers have a stricter criterion for adulthood.

"Adam, with your talent, it won't be long before various departments fight to recruit you.

"I suggest you consider joining the Great Library or the Alchemy Laboratory, aim to join the group researching death-related matters.

"Then, you will understand why our Leader is so great, and such sorrow will eventually be reversed, no longer existing!"

As he spoke, his tone suddenly became passionate, a rare fervent expression appeared on his face, in striking contrast to his usual impassive demeanor, surprising everyone.

"What does this mean?" Adam asked with a frown.

He was well aware of his talent, just hadn't decided which department to join and what to do after joining the Night Watchers.

Calosis quickly returned to his impassive state, not saying anything further.

Leaving behind the puzzled Adam and the bewildered Eva and others.

"Truly a group of lucky children."

Calosis couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

When these children returned to the Eastern Wilderness, they entered Kana's field of vision.

Kana even determined their developmental paths, with relevant information already sent to their teachers.

Otherwise, why would Calosis come to teach, he barely had enough time for his own research.

Kana had never met these children yet knew their talents and abilities inside out.

"Oh Leader, oh great Prophet."

...

In the meantime.

The Leader he spoke of was inside the Tower of Trial.

This was the secret space situated in the center of the Tower of Trial.

The Undead Dragon lay quietly.

But this time, she wasn't just resting, as it felt like her surroundings were drawing something in.

The white walls of the space rippled slightly.

Ghostly green mist emerged through it, flying directly towards the Undead Dragon, then landing into her massive Crystal Ball.

Indeed, at the center where the Undead Dragon coiled, lay a huge transparent Crystal Ball, five meters in diameter.

As strands of mist infiltrated, faintly, inside the transparent Crystal Ball, traces of green mist appeared.

More misty forms continued flying in.

Upon careful counting, there were nearly a hundred.

After crossing a hundred, the number of misty forms gradually dwindled until disappearing.

Then, the Undead Dragon slowly opened her eyes.

The Soul Fire within her skull flickered violently, revealing her state was far from calm, much like a physical body breathing heavily.

Kana's gaze never left the Crystal Ball, closely monitoring each strand of mist assimilating within.

"Did it succeed?" asked the Undead Dragon.

Kana did not respond, simply kept staring at the Crystal Ball.

After a while, his face slowly curved into a small smile.

"It should have succeeded. As expected, using the Tower of Trial as the core, with your power as the catalyst, the souls of those dead Night Watchers could return.

Wonderful, absolutely wonderful, it's just the outcome I hoped to see."

Kana's smile grew more intense.