The massive gate was slowly opening, and various runes began engraving themselves upon it.
"It seems our dear Chairman isn't too busy after all," Neyman said, laughing as he looked to his right.
At the moment, Neyman was concealed by illusion runes, with nothing but empty space on his right-hand side.
"Stop joking, Neyman. You're too old for all this," a man with big muscles and an aged face appeared, wearing complex armor, while his eyes were fixed on what was present in front of him.
"Hoho, to have the Great Runemaster Dexter Wright standing beside me, who wouldn't be pleased on such an occasion?" Neyman stroked his beard, a smile breaking across his face.
Dexter Wright, an SSS Rank Hunter and the Chairman of the Artisan Association, stood here in the World Academy, unbeknownst to all students and most professors, except a few.
"I am merely an observer here to witness this miracle and find my inspiration," Dexter stated.
