"And because of that, we have flourished to heavenly boundaries ever since," a voice called from behind everyone.
Turning, Adam saw an older man dressed in a simple black suit, just like him. The man carried an air of dignity that required everyone around him to revere him without asking.
A small scar ran beside his left eye, but besides that his face was fair, to the point he could be a model instead of some warrior. There was a small amount of scruff on his chin, but otherwise he was completely cleanshaven. Like Adam, he valued appearances in high degree.
"Ah, I see you've made it, Headmaster Rozen." Akiem said from behind, his voice laced with light disapproval.
Either not noticing it or completely unbothered, Rozen smiled before nodding, "Yep. I got caught up with a few things, but hey. Better late than never."
