'Why tolerate that guy?'
'Can you really accept it? An outsider, effortlessly rising to the same position as you, and maybe... replacing you.'
Shut up!
Arist's expression twisted for a moment, roaring in his heart, momentarily scaring away the murmuring voice.
Skein bowed his head fearfully, not daring to look at the professor's expression, just respectfully inquiring, "Professor, do you need me to create some opportunities for you?"
Arist waved his hand in annoyance.
"No need. Just continue to be the eyes I planted beside him."
As he spoke, his gaze became extremely sharp, continuing to command in a cold and indisputable tone.
"... However, I want you to remember, from now on, report every little thing about Prince Colin to me! Even if he ate an extra piece of bread or drank an extra glass of water in the cafeteria, I want to know!"
Skein felt a chill in his heart.
