In Leon's office, Little Kangna sat at the side of the desk, clutching a fountain pen and catching up on her homework as fast as she could under Leon's guidance.
Just then, the desk bell rang, and Kallen's voice followed from inside the Blue Shell:
"The meeting's over. Bring Kangna over. Puer wants to see her."
"Yes, District Chief."
Clatter!
The fountain pen in Little Kangna's hand dropped onto the desk, her face a picture of disbelief:
"Oh, heavens, how was it over so fast!"
"Kangna, are you itching for a beating, meow!!!"
Puer's roar came from the Communication Magic Formation.
The eldest daughter of the Allen family maintained her elegance most of the time. Only when tutoring a child did she tend to fly into a temper.
Even if, to outsiders, Little Kangna was already an exceptionally diligent child prodigy, geniuses were the last thing the Immerlis Family lacked.
After Kallen and Neo's meeting ended, he gave up his seat and went into the lounge to wash his face. Essentially, he wanted to avoid the possibility of getting caught in the crossfire.
After all, Puer was at the front while he stayed home. As she scolded the child, it would be all too easy for her to start criticizing him for failing to look after the child's studies even while he was at home.
Click!
Sitting on the edge of the lounge bed, Kallen lit a Thunder Order God Church cigarette and set it on the ashtray to use as incense.
Neo had given him a definite answer.
That meant his greatest concern no longer existed.
Next, he could devote himself wholeheartedly to competing for the position of legion commander of the Whip of Order.
The difficulties were undoubtedly enormous.
He had to devise a plan for the