After the talk with the Emperor, Ezra went to bed.
He was about to, when a dresser came to take his measurements.
Apparently, Elisa determined that he'd wear a cloth issued by the academy. Ezra had no qualms with it.
Only then did he sleep.
Ezra woke, cleaned and went into meditation.
His closeness to death last time had him more cautious, and his appetite for risk had waned considerably.
He hadn't gotten used to his explosive strength and enormous mana reserves yet.
His mana pool had expanded so much the runes on his body now worked passively.
Reminiscing, he chuckles. 'I thought I kept it well hidden, but father still found out I was Expert rank huh'
After an hour of meditation, he walks to his door, where he meets a girl in a purple and black uniform a bit taller than him standing at the door.
"Yes?"
Her expression was one of discontent. And the presence she emanated was of Expert rank. "The director asked me to deliver this to you"
