Among the people in the association, Minister Odysseus was one of the ones Jia Xiu thought rather highly of.
Of course, part of the reason was that he only knew a handful of people in the association to begin with.
Other than the president and Master Larven, he had barely interacted with any other departments. He was unfamiliar with all of them.
As a humanoid dragon and the highest-ranking person in one of the association's most unique departments, Minister Odysseus had no airs about him. He was enthusiastic, willing to step up when something happened, and although he looked rather unreliable, he was actually extremely conscientious and responsible. More importantly, he genuinely loved his work.
That was rare.
Being able to love one's work was truly precious.
Even if someone had once loved their work, after a few years it was usually hard to speak of love anymore. Every day before going to work, they had to summon their courage, prepare themselves mentally, and convince themselves that not working meant no money. Left with no choice, they trudged toward their post with the mindset of going to visit a grave.
Minister Odysseus was different. For one thing, he had worked for far more than a few years.
A hundred years at minimum. He himself could not remember exactly how many centuries it had been. Back when he reached another anniversary in the profession, he would symbolically celebrate it, with a little ceremony much like a birthday.
Later, he stopped holding them.
Too much time had passed. Whether it was an anniversary or not no longer seemed to matter.
Yet his passion for spatial magic and plane exploration remained exactly as it had been centuries ago.
Ever since the first batch of navigators using the God of Pain's divine authority had