Vivian couldn't help opening her mouth wide. She was even more worried now!
But Cecilia Doyle, on the other hand, decisively signed her name after hearing that.
—The chance to remain at the academy during the holiday was not to be missed!
Vivian Alvander ultimately signed her own name on the confidentiality agreement as well.
Dark nodded slightly and collected all the signed agreements, putting them away.
These were ordinary agreements and held no magical force. But for first- and second-year students, the punishment of expulsion from the academy was still extremely severe.
Essentially, that was enough to ensure they would not leak any secrets.
Moreover, everyone present had in fact passed Saint Marian Academy's "political screening."
Setting aside Cecilia Doyle and Vivian Alvander, the most questionable were Sara Swati and Emma Metis. The two Sages behind them had also been investigated. Sara Swati's father was the "Ancient Sage." The Ancient Sage and the Sage of Reason could be said to stand at two extremes. The Ancient Sage had friends everywhere and an excellent reputation within their circle. Although the other Sages tended to be wary of him because he always carried around all sorts of strange things, that was offset by the Ancient Sage's habit of giving gifts to everyone he met.
However, as an archaeologist by trade, the Ancient Sage spent most of every year traveling between ruins.
Thus, although he got along fairly well with most Sages, he had not joined any Sage organization.
He preferred working alone—after getting married, that became working in pairs. As a result, Sara Swati had actually been raised by her maternal uncle. Her uncle, the younger brother of the Ancient Sage's wife, was a highly renowned antique dealer within their circle.
Incidentally, Sara Swati's mother was not yet forty, making her