"Your Grace!"
Under the dawn sky, Vlad, the disciplinary officer, stared at Nicholas and Gleeward with a stern expression. "What are you waiting for?"
However, the Star Killer and the veteran did not move at all. Nicholas placed his hand on his Severing Souls Blade without a word.
"Vlad, when I asked you just now if His Majesty ordered to lift the curfew"—the Star Killer had a cold expression as he spoke said in a soft voice—"your reply was a little strange."
Gleeward sneered a little.
Vlad was slightly stupefied. "But the curfew really wasn't lifted…"
"That's beside the point." The Star Killer cut off the disciplinary officer's words straight away. He said coldly. "The point was that you answered without hesitating, not missing a single word: 'His Majesty has yet to remove the curfew, but we have to go against his orders to come here.'"
Vlad's expression changed immediately.
