William went straight to the place where Zen, the captured spy, had lived. Strangely, Zen had his own room, unlike most of the other guards.
All the guards' quarters were located in a separate building from the main academy.
"He had a room just for himself?" William asked the guard who was showing him around.
"Yes," the guard replied. "Even though he wasn't a captain or anything like that, Zen had worked here for a long time, so he was given his own space."
As they walked through the building, William couldn't help but notice how tidy everything was. Not a speck of dust on the furniture, and all dirt seemed to be collected and stored away.
There was clearly magic involved in keeping the place so clean, but that didn't diminish the guards' effort. They truly kept everything under control, everything in order.
"Nice place you've got here," William said.
