"There is one thing I still want to tell you about."
"What is it?"
Chairman sighed, expecting something worse then this...Which isn't wrong since what I am about to reveal her isn't what she expected to hear.
"It's about the real identity of the Samuel Askal."
It was time to reveal her who he was.
The Chairman's gaze sharpened the moment I said it. The room, already quiet, seemed to freeze altogether.
"…Go on," she said, her voice low and tight.
I leaned back in the chair, resting my hands on my knees. My fingers were curled slightly, nails digging into the fabric of my uniform—not out of fear, but restraint.
Because even now, part of me wondered whether I should really say this. Whether it would be better to let the name remain buried.
But no.
She deserved to know. And the academy needed to know what kind of threat had wormed its way inside.
I exhaled slowly… but instead of speaking aloud, I reached into my bag and handed the chairman a neatly folded piece of paper.
