Chapter 13: For The Empire
"Phew..."
Inside a vast, luxurious yet simple office furnished with only three sets of plush chairs and ironwood desks, along with a few shelves of tomes, scrolls, and files, Deputy Headmaster Korvus let out a heavy exhale after an exhausting afternoon.
He still had work to do later, but for now, the old man would rest.
His aged body could no longer work nonstop the way it used to.
Turning to look at one of his two assistants, who had also been scribbling nonstop just a few meters beside him, the old man asked:
"Omar, how's the kid?"
The assistant—a charming young man of twenty-nine with white hair, a naturally sharp gaze, and tan skin, turned to look at his superior.
He was the same assistant Hal had approached for help after drawing the Clown Box.
"I shall check, deputy headmaster."
The next moment, Omar tapped his forehead with two fingers, continuing his work as he activated the eye markings he had prepared across the campus—specifically those in the one-star dormitory.
They glowed faintly as the young assistant used his "eyes" to locate Hal.