“It’s not a bother,” Ace said with a straight face. “What are your requests?”
“We’d like you to lead us to the Dean’s office. We need to pay our respects to him first.”
“Oh!” Ace’s eyes widened a little more than he’d intended but he quickly corrected himself. “That’s not a problem at all.”
Without a second delay, he turned to the other guards in the teleportation hall with him. “Stay alert while I lead our guests to the Dean’s office.”
To the two Lords, he addressed them as respectfully as his position allowed him. “Please, come with me.”
With that, he began the journey to the Dean’s office with both Lords gently strolling behind him.
As they moved through snaking paths, turning left and right, Ace kept his to himself despite the conversations going on behind him. He could hear both figures discussing but he didn’t dare listen to a word.
‘Lord Acheon and Lord Terrace! I’m in the presence of two of the greatest to ever attend the academy. Seeing two Lords in one day and leading their part is an achievement!’ Ace seemed composed outside but inside, he was keeping for joy.
After walking for around ten minutes without coming in contact with anyone, they arrived at the large door of Dean.
Knock! Knock!
Rather than a response, there was a loud laughter from within the room as the door slowly opened to them.
“Hahaha… I never thought I’d be graced with your presences, Lords of the Terrace and Acheon Families.” Before they could even see inside the expansive room, they’d begun hearing the voice of the man within.
Lord Acheon grinned, recognising the voice immediately while Lord Terrace remained impassive. He didn’t react in any particular way.
“Teacher Godsthorn! We also had no idea we’d come visiting like this until about an hour ago.” Rather than address the old man as the Dean, Lord Acheon addressed him as a teacher.
He was one of the figures who’d taught them when they were still students and for one, they were quite fond of him.
“Haha… Come in! Come in!” Dean Godsthorn laughed again, gesturing for both Family Lords to come in.
Ace bowed to them. “I’ll take my leave now.” He said, turning and walking away since he’d fulfilled their request.
“Thank you.” Lord Terrace and Lord Acheon uttered as they watched Ace walk away. Then together they entered the room. It wasn’t quite what they expected but it was a great room fitting for a Dean.
“Now, how, what brings two of my best students who have grown into Lords to my humble territory?” Dean Godsthorn smiled as he watched both men take their seats facing him.
“Greetings Teacher or should I say Dean Godsthorn?” Lord Terrace bowed whilst seated.
“Greetings, Dean Godsthorn.” Lord Acheon also bowed respectfully toward the old man before answering the question the man had posed to them. “We came to see our lovely teacher as well as our kids. Been a while since we laid eyes on them after all and even longer since we last saw you.”
Dean Godsthorn smiled the moment he heard the first of Lord Acheon’s statement and as he heard the second part, he nodded. There was no rule restricting visitations especially when one came from a powerful background like these two.
“And I’ll assume you students of mine didn’t leave the Eastern continent just to see your sons, right?” Dean Godsthorn added. “I can already tell there’s a speed up on the transformation process for the war so I’ll just conclude you both came here as representatives for your continent to discuss the preparations for the war.”
Lord Terrace sighed as the man finished speaking. During their time in the academy, Dean Godsthorn was quite the sensitive and quick-witted teacher they encountered. It was like he could read the kinds of others and he’d just proven that to them again.
Lord Acheon on the other hand grinned and nodded at the old man’s analysis. “As always. Your analysis never fails to surprise us.”
“You’re right. We finished discussions with the Twelve Great Elders of the continent some hours back and since we had a few days before heading to our next stop, we decided to stop by here.” Lord Acheon was the one to take the lead with a decent explanation of how they’d found themselves in the academy.
Dean Godsthorn remained silent for a while seemingly deep in thought. The two Lords respected his silence and remained quiet too, waiting for him to speak first.
After a few minutes of silence, he tapped on a glowing red orb on his table and spoke directly on it. “Send students; Damon Terrace along with Daveon Acheon to my office immediately.”
“Understood!” There was a voice responding from the orb but Dean Godsthorn only nodded at the response before turning to the two Lords in his office room with him. They had a lot of catching up to do but first, he needed to clear them on the issue of their children.
“They’ll be here as soon as possible. So, how about we do some catching up?” Dean Godsthorn snapped his fingers and a door hidden in his office opened up, a beautiful lady dressed in maid robes of gold and black walked in, moving forward till she was a few meters from the Dean.
“Greetings my Lords, how may I be of help?” She asked with a graceful bow that earned raised brows from both Lords.
“Special tea, please?” Dean Godsthorn replied and without another word, she took her leave.
“Shall we?” Dean Godsthorn turned toward his students, eager to hear all they had to say. Regarding the war that is.
“Well, we’ve discussed the preparations and have broken it into your phases.” Lord Acheon began the narration of all they’d discussed with the Twelve Great Elders.
It didn’t take long for the maid to return with a tray, three teacups as well as a teapot. After placing it on the table, she took her leave and the three men resumed their discussion.
Lord Acheon explained the first phase being the gathering of Information and reconnaissance phase and after a brief discussion, he moved to the second with additional information coming from Lord Terrace every few minutes.
The third and last phases were about to begin when they heard a knock on the door signalling the arrival of the students Dean Godsthorn had requested for.