83 Kind Offer (1/2)

A Level IX scientist has died here along with god know how many mutants but yet these officers think their offspring could gain experience?

Have they learned nothing from the fate of Castor Damon and others? Did they not noticed the damage created by the golden lightning in the wasteland?

Zed didn't know whether to be angry or to be amused at the situation. In the end, the officers were thinking their stay in the city would be a joy ride.

”I hope your stay is pleasant,” Zed told Loren as breakfast for her arrived.

The waiters brought the fruit juice for Felicity and Jessica while Zed was served with a cappuccino.

”Thanks,” Loren said before starting her breakfast.

[[Student Zed, you are urgently summoned in the principal's cabin]] A notification panel suddenly appeared on the table.

Zed was startled by the notification.

”Why will I be summoned?” Zed muttered.

”The principal has changed a week ago but that wouldn't explain the summon,” Jessica said.

”New principal?” Zed asked.

”Yeah, his name is Owain. From what I know he is from another city,” Jessica answered.

”I will have to answer the summon if he is new here,” Zed took a sip off the cappuccino. He was rather laidback as he enjoyed the drink.

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Principal's cabin.

The cabin was large with the walls decorated with various art pieces. There were a sofa and a glass table at a corner for relaxation while at the center there was an office table.

Currently, Owain was sitting in a chair browsing some files. He was a middle-aged man with a beer belly and long black hair.

”It just doesn't make any sense at all,” Owain muttered as he browsed the report on a tablet. The tablet was showing an image of Zed along with his academic report and other details.

*beep*

The female receptionist has sent him a message about Zed's arrival.

”Send him in,” Owain replied.

Zed entered the cabin in a light manner. He was rather unfazed for a man entering the principal's cabin.

”Sir, you called me?” Zed asked in a neutral tone. He was neither arrogant nor servile in both his behavior and tone.

”Yes,” Owain nodded his head and then signaled him to have a seat.

”May I know the reason?” Zed asked as he made himself comfortable in a chair opposite to Owain.

”Of course,” Owain said with a smile,”I have called you to personally inform my decision so that there is no misunderstanding.”

Zed didn't speak as he waited for Owain to tell him about the decision.

”I am transferring you to Raffles Academy,” Owain said,”It is for your good so I hope you will politely accept my decision.”

”Haha,” Zed started laughing.

”Did I said something funny?” Owain asked in a stern manner. He expected Zed to be shocked or even angrier but never thought to laugh.

”Yeah, your hypocrisy of my own good bring back memories of people who said the same thing,” Zed said in an amused tone.