He lowered his head, adopting a very humble posture, deeply respectful.
The Dean of the Genetic Institute knew well that each Sage had a different temperament.
So without instruction, he wouldn't dare to glimpse the Sage's true appearance.
Footsteps sounded, sharp and intimidating.
"Swish—"
The Holy Grail Knights on both sides knelt down in unison, their voices thunderous.
"Subordinate pays respects to Lord Moon!"
The Dean of the Genetic Institute shuddered internally, his body trembling in response.
Sage, Moon.
Of course, he had heard of this title but had never seen the person.
He vaguely recalled the Magician mentioning that not every Sage resided permanently at the Sage Academy.
But Sage Moon was definitely appearing in public for the first time since the City of the World was established.
And the first person they saw was him!
The Dean of the Genetic Institute was overwhelmed with excitement for a moment.
