More than an hour later.

The hour hand had just turned to five o'clock in the afternoon.

Outside the headmaster's office in the Red Mondstadt Building, every drop of rain hit a loud note on the glass behind Lanch, and the occasional lightning and thunder made the sky flicker and darken, as if the whole world was shrouded in chaos.

Dark wooden furniture brings a calm atmosphere to the space, and bronze table lamps stand quietly on the desk, emitting a warm and soft light to dispel the chill of the thunderstorm outside the window.

Ranch sat alone in his office, his back straight, his hands resting on the papers on his desk, and a cup of coffee that had cooled down.

His gaze was focused on the documents on the table, occasionally picking up a pen and scribbling over important sections of the paper or scribbling on the edges.

Normally, their school ends at 5 o'clock.

However, today is a bit special, according to the appointment, Duke Morotian should be almost there, which is why Lanchi has not left the office to finish today's school work.

The sound of the clock's gears rang steadily.

Lanch doesn't pay attention to time, he is focused and calm, he has nothing to do with the thunderstorms and storms outside, he is just immersed in his academic and administrative work, and everything around him is quiet and orderly.

Until there was a gentle knock on the office door, and the voice of the administrator of the Red Mondstadt Building was heard outside the door:

"Mr. Lodge, the Duke of Berenhard has arrived."

"Please come in."

Ranch looked up at the door facing him, his voice calm and powerful.

The door slowly opened, and the school staff stood respectfully in the doorway, and then a tall man walked in.

This legendary figure of the Protos Empire, who is also the strongest man in the world who holds the primordial stone tablet, looks to be about thirty years old.

He was wearing a delicately cut dark coat, with a slightly turned collar, revealing a hint of heroism, his face was well-lined, his jawline was tight and powerful, and his temperament could be seen to be slightly similar to that of Clores, but compared to the more casual Clores, Duke Morotian's eyes seemed to have a more imperceptible and profound thought.

"Actually, I've wanted to visit Mr. Rocky McCarthy for a long time, but unfortunately we've been busy with official business lately, and there have been too many changes in the empire during this time."

Duke Morotian took off his top hat and looked at Ranchi and said.

He was more approachable than expected, without much sense of majesty and oppression from the strong, and despite the pouring rain outside, Duke Morotien walked into Lanchi's office with steady steps, without wetting the carpet in the headmaster's office.

"Me too, I am finally fortunate to meet Duke Berenhard today, I know, this time is indeed very busy and exhausting."

Ranch put down his pen and raised his hand to signal the Duke to go to the meeting area on the left side of the office.

He also stood up and walked over and invited Duke Morodian to sit down on the couch.

Originally, when I saw this kind of big man for the first time, or the strongest person in the world, I would be a little nervous.

But Ranch was used to getting along with Loren, and he didn't feel uncomfortable.

After a simple greeting, the atmosphere was formal but not stiff, and as the executive brought black tea to the two of them with a tray, the executive retired again and closed the door for them.

"Did Duke Berenhard come to me today to find me with any worries?"

Ranch smiled at Duke Morotyen, observing his face.

"Nature."

Duke Morodian picked up the teacup on the sofa, with a little helplessness in his eyebrows,

"Actually, it is related to an associate professor at your school, and I have been easy to find during this time, but I always feel that I have missed him."

He casually looked at the bookcase in his office, as if he had noticed a conspicuous book, "Chronicles of the Holy War", and next to it was a lush demon plant, the green leaves of which looked vibrant in the light, adding a completely different color to this quaint office.

"Is this Associate Professor Xiduo?"

Ranchi also followed the Duke's gaze, and was roughly sure who Duke Morotian was referring to.

Although this matter cannot be determined, it may be due to the power of the Duke of Berenhalde's family, the charges against Miss Duchess Floris are still very vague, and more public opinion is being directed to Associate Professor Xido.

However, Ranchi was not sure whether Duke Morotien was aware of Sidor's connection to Crores.

"He bewitched my daughter."

Duke Morotian's fingers tapped lightly on the table, and his tone became more cautious.

"That's also a dereliction of my duty."

Lan Qi lowered his eyebrows, looked away, and apologized.

"No, Principal Rocky must be unaware, after all, my daughter Coloris has always been intelligent, and sometimes I can't understand her."

Duke Morotian hurriedly waved his hand casually, as if he felt that Lanchi had misunderstood him, and he didn't want to blame the other party for this,

"Associate Professor Xiduo was able to successfully trick her, and the only chance to save her was me, but unfortunately I couldn't even find out as her father, let alone Principal Rocky."

While the two were chatting, in the administrative office on the other side, Planai folded his hands and observed the situation in the principal's office with his magic eye.

With the barrier that Antanas had prepared in advance, even Duke Morotyen, the strongest man of the Protos Empire, could not notice that in the room not far from the principal's office, there were three eighth-order professors observing the principal's office.

"Pranay, why are you so silent?"

Antanas patted Pranai on the shoulder and asked.

She could also sense the situation within the enchantment through her innate magic, but she felt that Pranay was seriously analyzing something at the moment.

Earlier, in the headmaster's office, the new king had given them a general explanation of the state of the Protos Empire in the past three months, the turmoil in the north, and what they would face next.

"The new king is not sure whether Duke Morotian knew that he had come into contact with Clolys and Sido, and Duke Morotian's words also seemed to imply a hint of temptation."

Pranay finally spoke to explain to Antanas, or perhaps to translate the words of the new king and Duke Morotyen.

"Isn't it, aren't they just ordinary chattering? I think the new king is very sincere, and he apologized with a little tea just now, which made Duke Morotian embarrassed. ”

Antanas rubbed his head in confusion.

Pranay glanced at Antanas and didn't argue much with her.

There will be a thousand new kings in the eyes of a thousand demons, whether the new king's performance just now is pure or tea, naïve or scheming, each demon will have a different answer, of course, it may also have duality, the new king has all the above attributes at the same time.

(End of chapter)