"...Hmm?"
Sensing a strange presence, the man, Bairan Osmond, tilted his head curiously.
"Is something wrong, sir?"
"I thought something snuck in..."
He felt a presence behind the potted plant. Bairan strode over to check, but found nothing.
Just a fly that had been sitting on a leaf, making a buzzing sound as it flew up.
"Just an insect."
Tsk, Bairan killed the fly with a casual flick of his hand.
"I should have some pest control enchantments installed."
"Excessive magical engravings might arouse suspicion."
"I know."
That's why he had only inscribed a soundproofing enchantment.
After all, having various enchantments in the home of an ordinary mercenary captain would be as good as announcing that something was suspicious.
Above all, because of his profession as a mercenary, many people came and went from his house, so he had to be extra careful.
"Continue with what you were saying. The Academy brought students here?"
"Yes. And Aint Armian is among those students."
