The atmosphere in the room was somewhat tense.
A long time passed.
Only then did Oreid say, "There's no task recently, and our cooperation with Misar is at a critical juncture. We can't afford any additional complications. Wait until the commotion here dies down, then proceed with other tasks. The affairs with Count Misar are what's most important, got it?"
"Understood, teacher."
Daylight lowered his head, spoke submissively.
Oreid rubbed his temples with his hand: "You should leave first. I've been feeling a bit unwell recently and need to recuperate in quiet. Don't come over for the time being; Abaida is a storm's eye, and we cannot afford any mistakes.
You should also go back and prepare properly."
Oreid waved his hand, continuing to pore over a book on the desk.
Daylight nodded, intending to take his leave, but at that moment, his body suddenly trembled.
