Watching by the window as that young man, the only visitor that truly tickled her curiosity and piqued her interest after years and years of people presenting themselves in front of her, Arcana couldn't help but show a faint smile on her usually cold, emotionless yet nevertheless gorgeous face, a smile that even she herself fails to notice as she continues to show an interest-filled gaze upon the young man now leaving her estate.
'I wonder… just what sort of person are you, Draconia boy…'
She thought to herself as she finally removed her gaze from the departing figure, her body now sitting on that comfortable chair once again, as she called for her attendant to stand in front of her.
"How can I be of service, Lady Arcana?"
That same elderly woman who brought Argus to Arcana's office now stands in front of the ethereal beauty, that raspy, old voice making the lady frown, not from disdain, discomfort, or anything similar, but from worry, as she was reminded once again how long this woman had served her by her side already.
"Helia… send some people to investigate Draconia's young master, also send some people to protect him from harm…"
While that sharp intent sure baffle even this lady whose standing rivals even the hegemonic presences within the empire themselves, she is also well aware of the fact that the young man who exudes such formidable intent is someone who appears to be completely incapable of utilizing mana for himself, hence the reason as to why she orders her subordinates to do something like this, the source of her curiosity must never be in any harm before that curiosity running in her was completely sated.
"Yes, Lady Arcana"
Hearing those commands, long with the unmistakable tone of both interest and concern in her master's voice, the old woman couldn't help but cheerfully respond in acknowledgement, something quite rose-colored appearing in her mind, the master unaware of those thoughts as the old servant proceeds to leave the room once she realized that there's nothing more that the ethereal beauty wants to say anymore, a renewed vigor rushing through her entire body as if she was just entrusted with an extremely great task by her master.
Recalling his face as the two of them discusses about the plan of investigating the matters regarding those sudden disappearances of large places, the lady couldn't help but smile as the image of that seriousness flashes in her mind, the gaze of certainty as he guarantees something, causing the seed of interest to bury itself deeper in her mind.
'Four years to find out the cause of those incidents, huh… bold claim, let's see what you got, Argus boy~.'
Meanwhile, the young man that is the subject of the talk between the immortal maiden and her attendant is now outside of the Historia Estate, his sharp senses allowing him to recognize the fact that the maiden had been looking at his figure for quite a while before she finally stopped watching him, causing him to shake his head with a wry smile on his face as he felt like he had gained more than what he initially expected from this visit.
'Four years… I'm sorry for deceiving you, Arcana...'
Smiling wryly as he felt quite helpless lying in front of who could possibly be the person who helped him survive the catastrophe of the devourers in the world the most, Argus mutters to himself, steeling his resolve to keep up this lie if it is the way for him to save this lady and a lot more from their inevitable demise in the hands of the enemies he is about to face.
'They should only start actually showing signs of recovery about seven years later, but who knows what sort of changes my improvements will bring to the flow of events in this world… I need to be prepared…'
Heavens has it's own unique way of correcting itself, such is one of the things that one great master had taught Argus during his time as Xing Yuandao that sticks with him the most, a most certainly terrifying concept that made seers completely detached to the normal way of life, as even if they can see the future, they know for certain that no amount of effort will be able to change that predetermined outcome, as for every move that one made in order to overcome a destined tragedy, the heavens makes two in order to force one back to their fate.
The irony of it all however is the fact that the person who perhaps understands this concept of inevitability the most, he who once stand on the verge of transcending the divine, is also the very person who tries the hardest in order to defy the predetermination of things, to cut the thread that ties his world and near everyone within it to the certainty that is a tragic, helpless death.
'I'll change it this time… for sure.'
The sage mutters to himself as his young body trembles, not from fear of the troubles about to come but from the excitement of overcoming these hardships after hardships, knowing that at the end of this road, perhaps a view far greater than the peaceful yet solitary one on his first death lies waiting, something that will make his previous, current and future pain all worth it to endure.
Purging those depressing thoughts away from himself, the young man then noticed that it was still quite early despite the long talks and plans that he and the immortal maiden discussed, prompting him to smile as he thought that he would still have quite some time to cultivate once he returned.
If it were to be anywhere else than the third level of the capital, the former sage, Argus, might find it easier to move from the great distance between the Historia Estate and the Draconia Manor in no time at all, utilizing his cultivation, along with the opportunity to obscure his absurd speed through the buildings allowing him to hide this great secret, but here in the third layer, there's just no way for him to obscure his speed from any prying eye, as there's nothing but great expanse of landscapes around the manors housing great nobles and important figures, no feature that will obscure him from anyone's eyes.
Sure, mana practitioners who focuses on their body are capable of utilizing mana to improve the performance and strength of their body, however, the speed of movement only becomes substantial when one already possesses quite the achievement in the process of refining and absorbing mana, not beginners who are just about to enter institutes that are made especially for teaching young people all about these.
'Not to mention I don't want to show the good things yet…'
The young man added to the stacking reasons why he shouldn't really rush going back home right now, a smile on his face as he now decided to hide most of what he is capable of during his time as a student in the Lumencia Academy, showing just enough for him to be recognized as someone who is truly worthy of inheriting the mantle of his father, the Sword Dragon.
Hence why he just decided to take his time leisurely walking around, taking the good view of each noble manor, just peacefully enjoying himself.