Remnants Wrought Iron Magus Killer

Chapter 8: Welcome to Beacon

Hello my dear readers, as you can see it is yet again time for another chapter for you to read and enjoy! (This chapter will bear a surprise for you hehe)

I hope you all are doing

well in the current situation with Corona and i only wish you the best.

Today i have nothing to announce so without further ado...

Start reading!!!

Beacon Academy Ozpins office:

Yet again a beautiful sunrise was gracing Beacon Academy, giving a wonderful view down to Vale glistering in the morning light. Surely this view was appreciated by Ozpin and his collegue Glynda Goodwitch but it was pertubed by the fleet of Atlesian Airships hovering over the city of Vale.

"Ironwood certainly loves bringing his work wherever he travels." it was Glynda who said that eliciting a small smirk on Ozpins face.

"Well, running an academy and a military makes him a busy man." he watched as three Bullheads fly in.

"But yes, they are indeed an eyesore."

His scroll beeped showing "Access Requested" on the screen.

"Come in" he accordingly said out loud.

Walking into the room was a man with black hair that has some grey parts. He is wearing a white overcoat, with a gray undercoat, black sweater, a red necktie and a white glove on his right hand. His suit pants share the same color as his overcoat and are tucked into silver boots accented in gray.

"Ozpin!" the man said in a cordial manner while standing a bit straighter as he was adressing Ozping who approached him.

"Hello Ironwood or better...General." he gave a small smile.

"Please no need for the formalities, it is good to see you again Ozpin." he approached and both shared a handshake before he turned to Glynda. "It is nice to see you aswell Professor Goodwitch i hope you integrated well into the role as Vice Headmistress of Beacon."

She gave a nod of acknowledgement.

"I shall leave you two alone." with that she left the room so Ironwood and Ozpin could share a private conversation.

"So, what in the world has brought you all the way down from Atlas? Headmasters don't typically travel with their students, for the Vytal Festival." Ozpin was looking out of the window again while taking a sip from his hot chocolate before turning back to Ironwood.

"Well, you know how much I love Vale this time of the year.Besides, with you hosting, I thought that this might be a good opportunity for us to catch up." Ironwood gave a small smile of his own that was shared by Ozpin.

"I can certainly appreciate the quality time between friends, however, a small fleet outside my window has me concerned." Ozpin placed his mug on his desk as he sat down on his chair.

"Well, concerned is what brought them here." Ironwood looked at his fleet from the window.

"I understand that travel between kingdoms has become increasingly difficult." Ozpin said while Ironwood turned to him again.