The Hound?

"Wow, he's so handsome."

"Damn, this is the first time I'm seeing someone with two different types of eyes."

"Is he even human?"

"Yes, he is. There are people with such features; they're just rare."

"Keep your voices low—he's close."

In one of the numerous streets of the Vermilion Royal Capital, a tall man with flowing dark hair and a pair of crimson and sapphire eyes was walking down a street. This man was, of course, none other than Amos.

There was a look of annoyance on his face as he walked.

'These humans are too noisy. Their whispers are no different from talking out loud,' he thought with a subtle frown on his face.

One might wonder what he was doing outside the academy at this time when classes were ongoing.

The answer to this question was rather simple: he was out here looking for his Liege.