In a noble carriage entering the city.
"Dad, why did you leave so soon? Didn't we plan to use this chance today?" The boy who was just whining and shouting moments ago now looked at his father, Mr. Hawke, with a confused expression.
Mr. Hawke sighed, glancing around and activating the soundproof barrier spell to ensure they wouldn't be heard before speaking. "Son, you have to learn how to choose your battles. Today, we created enough trouble to sow some doubt and discord, but pushing too hard right now could backfire. We need to be strategic."
The boy frowned, rubbing his burnt hand. "But that student girl and her beast were still there. And that guy, another student as well, he seemed like he was protecting them. What if they figure out what we're up to and report to the academy?"
