Charlotte wore a light purple robe and slowly sat down at the main seat of the banquet with the help of two maids.
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
He raised his glass, smiling broadly:
"Let me toast you all first!"
"Cheers!"
"..."
Everyone raised their glasses and drank in unison.
"This time was really dangerous." Putting down the glass, Charlotte sighed lightly, showing a look of lingering fear:
"I almost died!"
On that day, when the Demon Hunting Battle Group suddenly defected, he was caught off guard and pierced through the heart with a sharp weapon.
Fortunately, Charlotte's body had also been magically modified, and he promptly froze himself, returned to the academy for timely treatment, narrowly escaping death. Any mistake during this period would have led to his demise.
Thinking back now, he still looked fearful.
Today's gathering was to celebrate his survival, bringing some of the wizards from the academy together.
