The club room of the 'Noble' at the Necromancer School for Summoners was located on the top floor of the Central Building for second-year students.
From this place, surrounded by mountains, rivers, and castle walls, a man walked across the carpeted floor, overlooking the beautiful scenery of Kizen.
The second-year students who saw him whispered in hushed tones.
He was a figure that could not help but become a topic of discussion in the Noble.
Malcolm Randolph, the special admission student number ten from the first year, had been summoned to the Noble.
A second-year female student, waiting by the door, lightly waved her hand.
Malcolm nodded in acknowledgment and turned his gaze towards the door.
"Are you ready, first-year?"
"Yes, I am."
"The prince... no, the president is here, first-year."
The female student opened the door for him.
The luxurious room was revealed, but the lighting was dim.
The antique furniture, tables, and fruits placed on the plates appeared as if they had faded in color.
And there sat a man in a large chair reminiscent of a throne.
He was Andre, the president of the Noble and the third prince of the Dresden Kingdom.
He sat with a haughty posture, resting his chin on his hand.
"Sit down."
"Yes."