Familiar Smile

'To think that all of this was gathered by a servant.' Larque said as Cerlius read through Olpi's letter. 'It even lists locations to talk, instructors' mannerisms, details of the Magic Academy's facilities, and schedules; this is an impressive amount of information that Olpi has gathered. I don't trust it.'

'I, on the other hand, do,' Cerlius said as he folded the letter up. 'She has nothing to gain from misleading us, and we already displayed what we do to people who get in our way. She probably made it this far because she studied the academy like a book, learning how it ticks. I'd do…similar things in her position, but maybe not as passive.' He frowned. 'It's a shame. She knows about all this, but she doesn't seem willing to act on it, almost like she refuses to manipulate people.'