Andrew made his way to the library. Today marks the academy's largest disaster in its history. The plundering of its imperial library!
He was well aware that Gill and his men were on the other side of the library. And Gill needed his signal to proceed, so he had to hurry.
"Are you certain you can get rid of the guard?"
Andrew inquired of a cloaked man who stood behind him.
Behind him were roughly fifty men dressed in dark robes and hoods.
"As long as you keep the guard distracted, I can place this artefact, and the library will have no choice but to open its doors for us."
The hooded figure was a mage. Only at B-rank, due to stringent restrictions, anyone stronger than A-rank was not permitted without a special permit. It was the reason the empire thrived despite internal turmoil and spies.
There were spies, but they were inefficient.