The sound of raindrops gently jumping on the car window in the night intermingles with the conversation of three people.
The atmosphere inside the enclosed space is tranquil and comfortable, distinct from the rain outside and the noises that fade into the distance.
"You, you can't possibly be the principal this time, can you?"
Hyperion clenches her fists and waits nervously for Lanci's reply.
According to the Bingxue Witch, the Protoss Royal Magic Academy is a highly competitive institution directly overseen by the education department, where the Grand Sage Isis can interfere to a certain extent. However, the rules of the academy are strictly governed according to the ancient magic barriers set up during its establishment a hundred years ago.
The elites of the Protoss Empire had no control over the academy for their selfish interests; their offspring were merely favored under the established rules. Thus, Lanci didn't have a position as a principal to exert his influence.
