Chapter 622: Director
As Michael started to fit into the academy, he also wasn’t idle in the Land of Origin.
After catching the spies around his territory, he had Rohan begin a round of interrogation on them.
Though he and Lira already had a prime suspect in mind, having that suspicion confirmed was naturally better.
However, even after six days of interrogation, none of the spies revealed a thing.
[A/N: It’s six days and not three days. Today’s the seventh day making it 2 weeks since the last round of the college exams.]
If before they were suspected and were actually innocent, this sort of resolve could not belong to ordinary people.
At this moment, Rohan was in front of Michael in his study with a troubled expression on his face.
Rohan, aside from being a bit unsatisfied with his new Lord, was even more dissatisfied with himself. The feeling gnawed at him quietly from a bruised sense of pride. Though this young Lord had the habit of vanishing at the most suspicious moments—always right before or after strange occurrences—he had, surprisingly, never once failed in his official duties. For someone who seemed new to ruling, that was baffling.
In fact, it was almost irritating how smoothly he handled everything. He didn’t command with arrogance, nor did he rely heavily on subordinates. If anything, Michael seemed to prefer doing things on his own. If menial tasks didn’t exist, Rohan was certain the young Lord would never have use for them at all.
The guards’ protection of him, in truth, was almost redundant. Michael didn’t need them.
It had taken Rohan only a few days to accept that reality. Instead of dwelling on the uselessness of their "protection," he turned his focus to other matters—places where his Lord’s reach did not extend, or perhaps, where he simply chose not to bother. Administration, order, training, discipline.
For a while, he believed he was doing well.