End of the First Semester [3]

Bellion had been busy preparing for an important mission. 

For two months, his focus was on gathering the best officers for a covert operation. 

The goal was simple—infiltrate Milis with spies, a response to the fact that Milis had been doing the same to them.

He knew the operation had to be handled carefully. 

Carefully, Bellion had handpicked the finest officers from across various sectors.

 Each one had been thoroughly vetted, chosen for their loyalty, skills in espionage, and ability to blend seamlessly into enemy territory.

Every detail mattered, especially knowing Milis already having their own people embedded in the academy or military.

Much to the point where he found himself extremely exhausted.

'An eye for an eye.' 

He thought, pacing around his cluttered desk. 

He was worried.

Worried that they might be caught, and it would finally ignite the start of the war.