Beside the oak long table in the middle of the bedroom, Lanchi, Hughberlian, and the princess sat on either side.
Their gazes met over the three sheets of paper on the table, as if all the secrets of the Krui Di Empire were hidden between those pages.
It was deep into the night. The world outside was as quiet as though it had been forgotten. Only this room remained isolated beyond the current of time.
The fear that had nearly drowned Alexia receded with the Poet of Great Love's disappearance. She drew a deep breath as if surfacing from the bottom of the sea and finally regained control of her emotions.
For a long while.
"I believe your intelligence is accurate, but... who are you, exactly?"
The corners of Princess Alexia's eyes were tense, and her lips were slightly stiff. An indescribable nervousness still lingered in her words.
"I'm an ecologist. At present, I'm researching the Blood Race."
Lanchi's gaze was sharp as a blade, and every word carried a weighty gravity.
Although he could join Iketerite Academy in the future by virtue of being a Platinum Tier Card Maker, he still had a long way to go before he could become its president.
The position of president at Iketerite Academy was currently vacant. Professor Bora Ao, the dean of the Magic Engineering Institute, had no interest in power. The Knight Institute Dean had originally retired and been rehired. Loren, the dean of the Sage Institute, also served as the chief priest of the Goddess of Fate Church and did not have that much time. Meanwhile, the dean of the Alchemy Institute had spent years in court over a copyright dispute involving the newspaper under his name and could be imprisoned at any time.
To become the president of such