There are five academies in the Empire. They are the pride and honor of the nation.
Among those five, Rajuk Caeloria Academy is the most prestigious, as even members of the imperial family study here.
Inside this renowned academy, an old man with a silky white beard stood by the window, gazing at the sky in a daze.
Then someone knocked at the door.
Knock knock
"Come in." the old man gave permission.
A woman came in. She was in her early thirties.
"How are you, Dean?" the woman asked.
The old man then moved away from the window and sat at his office desk.
"I'm fine, how about you, Professor Eva?"
The woman who had entered was a professor at Rajuk Caeloria Academy, and the old man was its Dean.
"I'm also fine. Dean, have you heard your grandson's mighty story? He is now a hero of the empire." Professor Eva said with a sweet smile.
"Hohoho, he is still immature. People are just boosting his ego." the Dean said with a smile.
