The three of them gathered once more on the sandy shore.
They had been shipwrecked on this hellish island—no, the Skull Headmaster's island—and now they were pondering what to do next.
Yi Han was the first to speak.
"Can we build a boat again?"
"......"
Angrago shook his head.
Even building a small raft required more materials and effort than one might think.
Originally, it had been possible only with the help of other White Tiger Tower students.
Angrago alone couldn't manage it.
"Self-rescue seems impossible, then..."
"I'm... sorry."
"It's fine. But there's another problem now."
Yi Han's serious expression made Angrago and Duke Ma tense up.
This was Wodanaz, who had even defeated the undead ruling this sandy shore.
What could possibly be troubling him so much?
"What... what is it?"
"If this keeps up, I'll miss tomorrow's class."
"......"
"......"
At first, the two thought Wodanaz was joking.
But Yi Han was dead serious.
"Are you... not joking?"
"Do I look like I'm joking?"
"Ah, no. Sorry."
"In... in a situation like this, wouldn't it be okay to skip class?" Duke Ma asked, clearly confused.
Yi Han responded in a chilling tone.
"Under no circumstances should you skip class. Understand?"
Grades were more important than life itself.