The atmosphere was gentle and relaxed, almost like a date.
Hey, is this actually feeling like a date? Shiao Yi thought with a small, contented flutter in his chest.
"Captain! I brought him!"
Shiao Yi nearly spat out his tea.
That loud, bell-like voice shattered the peaceful moment.
"L-Louis! Could you run a little slower? You're not as young as you used to be!"
Pulled along by Louis and gasping for breath while dragging his legs is Mr. Vundo.
He was seventy-two years old, the head of the Central Magic Association.
"Mr. Vundo?"
"President Vundo?"
Everyone called out in surprise, shouting his name.
Despite it being winter, the sweat was streaming down Mr. Vundo's face.
Wiping it with a handkerchief, he spoke through his labored breathing in a mildly reproachful tone.
"What are you doing? Hurry, start already!"
"Uh… Master, are you going to set up the barrier yourself?" Shiao Yi asked.
"That's why I came. Do you have a problem with that?"
