At the Royal Capital's Arcane Academy, a dragon's roar tore through the sky. Everyone knew that Dean Hudson had arrived in person.
There had been no prior notice, so naturally there was no welcome. Seething with anger, Hudson could not be bothered with etiquette and marched straight into the principal's office with his two bodyguards, Dragon and Bear.
Unfortunately, the crafty Robert had vanished long ago. After finding nothing, Hudson went looking for trouble with the academy's other higher-ups.
Then there was no then. Every important figure in the academy was nowhere to be found, leaving behind only ordinary lecturers.
Knowing those bastards were deliberately avoiding him, Hudson had no interest in taking his anger out on nobodies. Filled with rage, he headed straight for the royal palace.
They could hide for a while, but not forever. With such a huge scandal brewing, Hudson refused to believe the royal family had no hand in it.
No matter how independent the Arcane Academy was, its students and instructors had countless ties to the kingdom. It was impossible for them to be entirely beyond the kingdom's control.
In ordinary times, whenever the arcanists stirred up trouble, they spoke under anonymous personal aliases. No matter how great the uproar, the kingdom could simply claim no such person existed.
This time was different. For some reason, those people had lost their minds and actually spoken in the academy's name.
They were clearly trying to drag everyone down with them. If the gods truly became enraged and sent down divine punishment, everyone would be finished together.
Perhaps in the eyes of the great Lord of Dawn, such a trivial matter was not worth lowering himself to address. After all, no one had the time to care about what ants thought.
But the political consequences were