Zavier slowly exhaled once the holographic call disconnected.
The blue light from the communication tablet faded away little by little, leaving the office quiet again.
For a few seconds…
Nobody amongst him or Zara spoke.
Then…
Zavier adjusted his clothes calmly and straightened his posture, forcing himself back into his usual composed appearance as though the panic from earlier had never happened in the first place.
"Zara…"
He turned slowly toward his son.
"You heard everything clearly, right?"
"Yes, Father."
Zara replied immediately.
But unlike before…
His eyes were now shining brightly with excitement, the fear he previously felt had already disappeared completely.
What replaced it now…Was greed.
Pure greed.
"I'm going to become famous soon."
Zara spread his hands wide while laughing excitedly.
"The main news across Metallica will carry my name and the whole Britannia will know me as the Sixth Rank of the Trial of Steel."
