Alric was not happy with Leo's decision to leave Rodova early. Not even a little.
And for the next hour, the old man tried everything in his arsenal—logic, persuasion, guilt, even mild threats— to explain why the path Leo was considering was, in his words, "borderline idiotic."
He started with the most obvious point.
"If you leave now, you won't graduate as a Rodova alumnus," Alric said, pacing behind his desk, his tone clipped and irritated. "That means no access to the alumni network, no future recruitment invites, no automatic clearance into universal army think tanks, and you'll receive a provisional certificate—not a full degree."
Leo stood straight, unflinching, arms behind his back as if he were in a military parade and not in the principal's office, as he said, "I understand, sir."
But Alric only scoffed in response, as he replied "You understand nothing."
And he didn't stop just there.
