Chapter 277: Leaving Valdris Academy
Dean Qaylus stared at Rhain for a long moment, the deep lines on his forehead carving even deeper.
Finally, Qaylus let out a heavy, resigned sigh.
"You are truly a madman," Qaylus muttered, shaking his head.
But despite his frustration, Qaylus knew that Rhain's logic was correct.
If they simply sat behind the walls and waited for the month to expire, a war was inevitable.
Old Dean would never surrender Rhain without a fight.
Qaylus retrieved a tailsman from his spatial ring, and sent a message.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The space rippled, and three figures materialized silently.
Every single one of them was a late-stage Domain Master Realm expert.
These were the highest-ranked Preceptors of the Valdris Royal Academy.
"Dean," the three figures bowed respectfully.
