Creation: The Path of a God (Updated Edition)

Chapter 5 - Part 2 (Book 1 - Fantasy World)

Han held back a smile, finding the situation to be amusing, not because he enjoyed seeing the panic on the young man's face but due to how those in the upper levels of Illumin likely didn't seem to take him entirely seriously -- seeing him the same as any other noble that attended the school. Watching people suffer wasn't necessarily enjoyable for him, but what was pleasing was making sure that others understood what they were dealing with. Knowing how such academic organizations behaved from his own interactions with such institutions on Earth, having them overly underestimate him would only cause issues further along in the future if those in power saw him as just a walking purse that handed out money. The Lady Knight may partially understand that he shouldn't be someone trifled with, but it wouldn't be the same with the others.

"He should be glad that I did not have Anacolis and Aracia escorting me," Han thought, knowing the Jungle Sister would behave in a manner that wouldn't be enjoyable despite their beauty. It would be a memorable encounter that the worker would not appreciate in the long term.

Raising a hand, Han indicated for Queen to stand down. "Considering how we did not send someone ahead and let the Academy know to expect us, I think it is reasonable for them not to be waiting when there was an undetermined time for our arrival. The fact that somebody was assigned to welcome us shows how much they respect us."

The murderous air gradually faded as if it were morning fog slowly evaporating from the first morning rays as the sun slowly rose. Though the aura wasn't as oppressive as before, there was still a glint in the eyes of his creation.

The color returned to the man's face as though a boulder had been lifted from his chest. There was still sweat as his eyes shifted from Han to his creations. The impression that Queen had left on him not yet fading away. It was as though he were an animal that had its neck in the jaws of a large predator but was allowed to escape. He was clearly unsure whether it was safe or if he would soon become a meal after being toyed with. Trying to lighten the mood, the man presented an awkward smile that failed to reach his eyes. "There is no reason to apologize, My Lord." He chuckled in a way that it sounded as though something was lodged in his throat. "We should have been more attentive. You have presented us with quite a sum, and it truly is a blemish on our honor for you to have waited in such a heat and for so long." He pulled out a handkerchief from inside his jacket. "My word, it truly is quite a warm day." His hand quickly moved to wipe his forehead, seeming to instantly drench the cloth.

"It is a wonderful day," Han nodded. Motioning a hand to the tent where one of the Academy workers handed the paperwork to a student, "I am impressed with how you deal with so many students. This is my first time seeing so many people in one place. I can only surmise how populated it is inside of the walls." His lie effortlessly rolled off his tongue.

The awkward smile the worker had been wearing soon reached his eyes as his back straightened. He looked to the administration tent and then back to Han, beaming with pride from Han recognizing their efforts.

"Yes. We are proud of what we have organized, allowing students from all over to come and have the opportunity to participate in enrolling in our illustrious school." The man puffed out his chest as though he were personally responsible.

"I even saw that your school is caring for those waiting for a family member to be accepted." Han casually mentioned. Though his words were just to compliment the school, he did think of what they did as something to be admired. Even if the opportunity to feed those less fortunate than them was used as a way to present a better public image, Han didn't think it was a bad thing since the people who didn't have much in resources would be able to walk away with at least something, if not in addition to having a family member be accepted into a school similar to what he imagined would be an Ivy League level school for the fantasy world.