Magic Academy's Bastard Instructor

Chapter 65: Estelle [1]

Chapter 65: Estelle [1]

Franz had arrived early and left soon after when nothing caught his interest.

By "left," it meant retreating to the executive room to observe for a while.

The lower society was filled with a mix of nobles, most of whom Franz deemed unremarkable.

A bunch of fools openly exposing their identities, oblivious to the fact that this was precisely what the Council wanted.

These people wouldn't receive an invitation to the next gathering.

They were deemed incompetent.

That was the true purpose of these gatherings—to weed out the unworthy and identify those with potential within the lower circle.

Eventually, creating the true Council of Owls.

"Oh, there was one."

The man claiming to be a Baron.

Franz had introduced himself as a Viscount. At first, the man seemed ordinary. 

But as the night progressed, Franz noticed how seamlessly he blended with the crowd, skillfully avoiding any conspicuous displays of pride or revealing too much about himself.

Just like Franz himself.

It was an essential trait the Council sought in its members.

Of course, others at the gathering had tried to present themselves similarly. 

But as someone from the highest echelons of aristocracy, Franz could easily distinguish between genuine poise and poorly masked arrogance. 

Flowery words, forced manners, and subtle missteps often was the dead giveaway.

But this man was different.

He did the exact opposite. 

Claiming to be a Baron, he played the part perfectly. Yet, his speech, his approach, and his communication skills carried a grace and confidence that made him seem more noble than anyone else at the party.

He was no Baron.

Just like Franz, he was likely from the upper echelons of nobility. Perhaps, a Duke who had managed to infiltrate the gathering unnoticed.

"I'll seek him out in the next gathering."

Franz leaned back, taking in the moonlight spilling through the balcony as he swirled the wine in his goblet.