Hm?
I felt a cold wave of air wash over my body.
A man stood before me, an amused smile stretched across his face.
I could feel the entire body under my control. Kael's consciousness had faded into slumber… temporarily.
Was this his doing?
I looked at the man again.
Nemur Daithra—Headmaster of Namda Academy.
A Sovereign.
The game had described him as soft-spoken and gentle. Someone who cared a great deal for his students.
But… right now, looking at the creature before me, I felt none of the care that had been described.
I could see the look in his eyes.
I knew what those eyes meant.
The man before me was no saint as described in the game.
An opportunist.
That was the only word that could politely describe him.
In the past year since awakening my full consciousness after the spar with Arthur, I had been working to install a safety mechanism in Kael's soul.
And his mind.
