When the new headmaster of Edge Academy tried to use the matter of transfer students to thwart Old Yao.
The Dean of Jiuyou Academy wasn't focused on such trivial matters.
This morning, he cast a thought into Elder Ruoyu's office, dismissing everyone, including those oddly-shaped stone carvings in the office, before looking solemnly at the withered little old man behind the desk.
"——Is there anything happening at the school that I need not be aware of?"
His wording was extremely cautious.
This is understandable; being a legendary figure originating from a Great Demon, entering the school as the dean was a shocking event in itself. If the school hadn't taken any precautions without him, it would be a strange matter.
But prevention is one thing.
His sense of unease is another.
Elder Ruoyu clutched the silver wolf-headed cane, silently lowering his eyelids, murmuring, "——So, you feel something is amiss too? Well, your instinct for danger is often sharper than that of a wizard."
