That square face, scruffy beard, tiny eyes, and narrow nose bridge, if not the chief instructor of the secret branch, Soron, then who?
Rod was momentarily stunned before snapping back to reality.
Although Soron was not exactly the serious type, his strength was beyond any doubt; not only was he a superior knight, but also known as the War God of Kosai, so it was no surprise he was a member of the Hall.
Rod remembered clearly that, back at the secret base, this guy would often go out on missions.
Now it seemed, he was obviously carrying out tasks for the Fire Hall.
"Instructor Soron!"
Rod's eyes lit up as he called out loudly.
Soron turned his head, his eyes bulging instantly.
"Rod? What are you doing here? Have you completed the spirit-flesh coordination? Did you pass the test?"
Rod grinned, "Of course I passed, I'm now a reserve member, and as soon as my Spiritual Energy breaks through to the ninth level, I can become official."
Then, another voice came from behind Soron.