Velin leaned against the back of the Throne, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, what has Hebrew been doing lately?"
"I've been busy reorganizing the troops this past year, so I haven't paid attention to his movements," Orlando answered honestly.
"In that case, let's go see him today. As it happens, you're the only one who knows I'm back," Velin suggested, his interest piqued.
Kyle nodded, indicating that he had no objections.
With everyone in agreement, the three left the Administrative Hall, first concealing themselves, then heading toward the Qixing Legion's garrison.
At the Qixing Legion's base in the Southern District of the Satellite Floating City, the various units were training under their battalion generals.
Flying overhead, Velin scanned the grounds but found no sign of Hebrew.
"Where's his study?"
Kyle pointed at an inconspicuous building nearby and said calmly, "Over there."
Looking in the direction Kyle indicated, Velin wore an odd expression. Hebrew must have had an ulterior motive for putting his study somewhere so out of the way.
Landing near the stone building, Velin glanced around and said to Kyle and Orlando, "Check the surroundings first. See whether that brat has set up any warning measures."
Concealed by law power, the three went completely undetected by the guards patrolling nearby.
Half an hour later, the two returned to Velin's side.
"My Lord, I found three. They've all been dealt with."
"My Lord, I found two on my side. I've marked them both."
"Looks like that brat came well prepared. Once we get inside, I'd like to see just what he's doing."
After muttering this, Velin passed straight through the wall.
Orlando and Kyle exchanged a glance, then quickly followed.
If Hebrew was dutifully handling official business today, he would escape disaster. But if he was