章 329: Dead Silence

The Head Mage of the Acrin Magic Academy, Glenin Ostroch, beckoned for the group to come closer. It was more like an order. Condensed particles of mana floated off his liver-spotted skin like bubbles rising from the ocean's deepest depths. Time had yet to dull his sharp gaze, which seemed to pierce through each and every one of the group members - especially Elero.

Thomas leaned back and whispered: "Do you think he remembers that you tried to break into this place?"

"Shut up," Elero hissed.

"Elero Mech," the Head Mage announced. Elero flinched yet the Head Mage only continued down the line. "Thomas Virility, and Frey; thank you for coming to our aid." He looked lastly towards Lance, sighed, and motioned for the group to sit directly in front of him.