Anvis's return had not alerted anyone. Since his Avatar usually handled some simple daily matters and public appearances for him, no one had noticed that he had left the Empire for quite some time.
During the previous dispute with the Eternal Gold Club, he had displayed his strength. Combined with his usual reclusive ways at Pamir Academy, where he rarely took part in social activities among the nobility, he perfectly fit the image of a fanatical Mystic Scholar unconcerned with worldly affairs.
In the archives of many factions, Anvis had already been classified as one of the "eccentrics"—somewhat threatening, but not particularly important.
Some privately guessed that Anvis had likely grown up beneath the shadow of his genius younger sister, while the Olyvendi Family's resources had also been tilted more heavily toward Fiona.
That was why he had given up on himself, devoting himself entirely to his hobbies. He had no desire to fulfill the responsibilities expected of a descendant of the Head of Olyvendi Family, nor did he intend to compete for the position of the next family head.
Perhaps he possessed sufficient talent as a Professional, but he had yet to truly mature. And the Empire's current situation no longer offered him the soil to grow safely.
As for the forces under his command, once measured on the imperial level, they amounted to nothing more than petty squabbles and had yet to become anything significant... "You're back? I've also heard about some of the Big Deals that happened in the Itel Federation recently. I imagine some of them had something to do with you?"
In the reception room of the Pamir Academy residence, having received Anvis's invitation, Prince Lanno had carved a little time out of his busy schedule and come to meet him, dressed in military uniform.