Academy's Second Seat [part 2 Complete]

Chapter 275: Beatrice (1)

"Luna, have you been well?"

"Yes! Rudy, you've been well too, right?"

I went to the Magic Tower to greet Luna.

Then, Franz, the Empire's head wizard, walked up from behind.

"Rudy's here?"

"How have you been?"

"Would an old man's life suddenly change? As usual, I've been busy with my research. Now, take a seat."

Franz extended his hand towards a chair in front.

I sat down and looked at the table in front of me.

I had been curious about it since earlier.

The snacks laid out on this table.

"...What's all this?"

"Ha, just some snacks. Prepared them for you to enjoy with tea."

Franz spoke as if it was nothing, but the snacks in front of us were not just any ordinary level.

They were almost like something you'd see at a party.

Cookies and cakes piled up like Towers, almost overwhelming in their abundance.

And they were not cheap snacks either.

At a glance, they were obviously from a high-end bakery.

"Help yourself."

Franz said with a hearty laugh.

What is this old man thinking?

Franz, who could be considered the owner of the Magic Tower, was treating me.

"I don't particularly enjoy sweets..."

"Is that so? Then, do you prefer snacks that aren't sweet? Do you have a favorite bakery?"

"No, I don't particularly enjoy snacks in general. Just a cup of tea would be..."

Then Franz turned his head towards the door.

"Is someone out there?"

"Yes! Master of the Tower!"

As if he had been waiting, a man entered.

"Bring out the finest tea in the Tower!"

"Understood!"

The man quickly moved out, closing the door behind him.

I smiled awkwardly at his attitude.

It was puzzling to be welcomed this warmly when I was no longer the heir to Astria.

It had been strange from the beginning.

When I tried to enter the Magic Tower, the guards greeted me with respect.

Every wizard I met greeted me with a smile.

Now, when there's no benefit to be had from me...

"By the way, you came to see the item Ian passed on to you, didn't you?"

I nodded vigorously.

Talking about work was more comfortable than continuing in this awkward situation.

"Is the analysis finished?"

"It's not finished, but you'll be able to get the information you want. Someone who has seen it in use is here, so analyzing the information should be easy."

"Can we go see it right away?"

"Let's. It's better to finish work and then rest."

Following Franz's words, we stood up from our seats.