Aroon thought that this elder was exaggerating when he said the answer would be here in a few minutes. However he wasn't!
Just after five minutes, the door knocked and the same netvor that brought Aroon here appeared.
He was holding a large envelope that was sealed with a strange old looking red wax seal.
'That's interesting,' Aroon thought to himself without giving any heed to Sessile who was listening to his thoughts.
"Esteemed elder Zingar, this is the answer the king sent to you," the netvor knelt on one knee while giving the elder the envelope.
It looked like time went back centuries ago and they weren't in such advanced academies but back in the middle ages of the europe.
"Go now," the elder said in his deep tone. After the netvor exited the hall, the elder named Zingar looked at Aroon and said: "It's your last chance to repent over your actions."