"Um... well... actually, today was the only day I slacked off. Before that, I was fulfilling my duties as commander of the Qixing Legion." Hebrew slowly lowered his head and muttered excuses, hoping to shorten the time he would spend hanging from the flagpole.
Velin looked at Hebrew with a faint, knowing smile. "Then how do you explain that 'another safe day' you mentioned?"
"I... I..."
"Now, I'm giving you two choices." Velin held up two fingers and spoke unhurriedly. "First, hang from the flagpole for a month, then report to your elder brother at the Military Command Office every week."
"Second, hand over all your books, then hang from the flagpole for half a year."
"My Lord, I choose the second."
Upon hearing this, Hebrew immediately made his choice, took out his entire collection of books, and placed them on the desk.
Between short-term restrictions and long-term restrictions, he did not even need to think about which to choose.
"Orlando, take him away and clear his head."
"Yes, my Lord."
Orlando stepped forward, grabbed Hebrew by the collar, and opened the gate to the Demiplane with a thought before stepping inside.
Looking at the mountain of at least a hundred books before him, Velin pulled one out. His eyes immediately lit up at the cover. He had never expected the boy to have the sequel to this book.
"My Harem Life (VII)."
"Let's see what's in here that has this boy so hooked."
With his excuse ready, Velin began reading with a critical eye.
Understanding the root cause of a child's decline was part of working hard, too.
Having witnessed the entire exchange, Kyle could not help twitching at the corners of his mouth. Still, he could hardly say anything, since his lord had already found himself a justification.