Novel Full Chapter 127. Fundamental Duties of a Titan
Chapter 127: 127. Fundamental Duties of a Titan
A few hours later, the panic that had swept through the academy slowly subsided, though traces of unease still lingered in the air.
Professors moved quickly to control the situation, announcing through multiple channels that the earthquake had been nothing more than a large-scale mock drill designed to test the students’ emergency response and coordination.
The explanation was delivered firmly, leaving little room for debate, and most students accepted it without complaint.
No one argued with the professors. In truth, very few had the confidence to do so.
The drill had come unexpectedly and had overwhelmed them.
It exposed a clear weakness in the student’s readiness to respond to the disasters.
While many senior students had managed to organize themselves into small defensive groups and coordinate responses within their own circles, they had failed to integrate the newly admitted first years.
The juniors had panicked, acted independently, and in some cases frozen completely, unsure of who to follow or what to do.
This failure was not lost on the professors either. Behind composed expressions and authoritative announcements, several of them silently acknowledged that the situation had been handled poorly.
Officially, they framed the chaos as part of the learning process, but privately, many agreed that this issue needed to be addressed directly with the principal at a later time.
For now, however, returning things to normalcy was the priority.
Gradually, students returned to their routines.
Cafeterias reopened, lectures resumed, and conversations shifted from fear to embarrassed laughter about overreactions during the so-called drill.
The academy regained its usual rhythm, though a faint sense of unease remained beneath the surface.
At the massive gates of the World Academy, eight freshers stood together.
Their posture contrasted sharply with the relaxed flow of other students passing nearby. For them, this was not just another day.
Leila stepped forward and presented her mission scroll to the watch guard on duty.
The others followed, handing over their own scrolls in turn. The guard who was a towering titan, broad-shouldered and stern-faced, and he immediately recognized them.
It was the same titan who had stopped Maximus earlier when the boy had desperately tried to leave the academy without authorization.
The titan carefully examined each scroll, reading the details line by line.
He could see the clear stamps of both the mission hall professor and the principal herself.
There was no ambiguity he could point out, even if he wanted to.
His brows rose slightly as his gaze fell on Maximus. The same boy who had begged him in tears a few days ago to allow him to leave.
He now stood here with official authorization to leave the academy. The guard felt no particular sympathy or irritation; in truth, he did not care much about these children at all.
Except for one.
His eyes shifted briefly toward Galeion’s figure.
Prince Galeion, heir to the Titan Emperor, bearer of the divine physique that had not appeared for millions of years.
As a titan himself, the guard felt a deep, instinctive sense of duty toward the young prince. The emperor had personally emphasized the importance of protecting Galeion after the cult attack during the academy trials.
The prince was not merely a royal, he was the future of the Titan race on a bloodline level. It was his fundamental duty not let the heir go on a risky quest.
At the same time, the guard was also bound by his role as a member of the World Academy.
Loyalty to the academy demanded that he let the prince leave and not hinder him in any way.
The titan hesitated for only a moment before stepping aside.
“You can pass,” he said in a formal tone.
The group wasted no time. They crossed the academy gates together with serious expressions and stealthy steps.
Once they were out of sight, the titan guard turned away from the gate and moved toward a small desk stationed near the wall.
He pulled out parchment and began writing swiftly; his large fingers were surprisingly precise.
The letter was addressed directly to the Titan Emperor of the Sky Break Empire.
After the cult attack during the academy trials, the Titan emperor had personally spoken to every Titan stationed at the academy.
He had ordered them to keep a watch over Prince Galeion and to report any irregularities immediately and directly to him through letters.
To ensure fast communication, he had provided them with rare beasts, golden-winged eagles, creatures that are known for their speed, intelligence, and absolute loyalty.
Such beasts were usually reserved for imperial nobility, yet the emperor had distributed them freely among the academy’s titan staff, driven by concern for his heir.
So that they could give him any concerning updates about his heir.
The guard finished writing, rolled the letter carefully, and whistled softly into the air.
Swish.
A golden-winged eagle descended soundlessly, landing before him.
The creature was big, nearly the size of an average dwarf, with sharp eyes and soft golden feathers.
The guard secured the letter to the eagle’s talons and sent it toward the skybreak empire. The beast took off instantly and vanished into the clouds.
The titan watched it go, then nodded to himself. He had fulfilled his duty as a titan without violating academy protocol.
***
Meanwhile, inside an enclosed guest lobby adjacent to Andrea’s office, the atmosphere was thick with tension.
The room was spacious and elegant, designed for high-ranking visitors.
Andrea and Yue sat on two large, elevated sofa chairs, while three men occupied a long couch positioned slightly lower before them.
Lord Ravenclaw was speaking calmly to Andrea, who listened carefully with a grim expression.
Perched casually on Yue’s shoulder was a small black cat, its tail flicking lazily as it observed the room with its sharp eyes.
Klaus noticed the cat and frowned slightly. He was certain he had seen it before, during the academy trials.
“When did elder sister Yue get a pet?” he wondered silently.
As if sensing his gaze, the cat turned its head and stared directly at him.
Klaus smiled instinctively, but the smile faded almost immediately.
A sudden chill ran down his spine. The cat’s stare felt unnatural and penetrating, as if it could see far more than it should.
He looked away quickly, forcing his attention back to Andrea and Yue.
Andrea spoke at last. “Can you tell me who disclosed such critical information to you? This data was being monitored and controlled very closely by the academy.”
Lord Ravenclaw exhaled slowly. “It was my daughter.”
Andrea tilted her head slightly. “Could you elaborate?” as if she didn’t already know what his daughter was doing the past few weeks.
In actuality, Andrea knew that Leila and the bunch were going south to save some girl.
But she had no idea how they got to know about the missing people reports, traces of which had already been removed by the academy.
“Leila wanted to help Maximus Sinclair rescue his friend Lia from the cults,” Lord Ravenclaw explained.
“She contacted me for assistance and also mentioned the unusual pattern of missing persons she noticed on the mission board.”
The faint smile Andrea had been maintaining disappeared instantly.
“Please excuse me for a moment,” she said in a cold tone, rising from her seat immediately.
Before anyone could respond, Andrea vanished.
She reappeared directly in the mission hall, and her presence caused a ripple that was noticed among the nearby staff and students, who tensed up at her presence.
She strode toward the reception counter, where an elf woman sat absorbed in a novel.
Without looking up, the elf named Bella lifted a large signboard and waved it reflexively in front of Andrea’s face.
The sign read:
“FIRST YEARS!! DO NOT ASK FOR MISSIONS HERE. GO TO THE PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE.”
Bella’s eyes remained glued to the page of her novel, her page-shifting movements were swift.
She was taking a break after days of dealing with relentless first-year requests and other administrative stuff.
“TSK!! What are you doing, Bella!!”
Andrea’s sharp voice cut through the hall.
Bella jerked violently in surprise. The novel slipped from her hands, and the signboard clattered to the floor.
“Ah…Principal!!” Bella stammered and straightened immediately as the chair shifted.
“Are you slacking off?” Andrea asked, irritation was clear in her tone.
“No! I mean..yes..no..sorry! That was a mistake,” Bella replied while her tongue fumbled nervously, and he cheeks flushed in embarrassment as she realised what she was saying.
Andrea did not linger much. “Did you remove the mission postings as I instructed?”
“Yes, Madam. I removed them the day before yesterday.”
“Did the bunch of freshers you sent to my office recently claim any of those missions before that?”
“No, Madam, they could not.”
” I had already blocked all missing-person missions by then. Those students wanted to claim these missions, but I had dismissed them clearly, so they took foraging missions.”
Bella continues
“But removing the mission postings completely requires a one-day wait due to protocol. We have to notify the people who issued those missions and refund their fee.”
Andrea frowned briefly, then nodded in understanding. “So these missions were visible to them, but they could not claim them.”
Bella nodded.
Without another word, Andrea vanished from the mission hall.
Bella exhaled shakily, retrieved her novel and signboard from the ground, and returned to her seat, silently hoping she would not be involved in whatever was unfolding next.