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After signing autographs for the kids, Konstantin finally exhaled in relief.

“Well? Doesn’t it feel satisfying?” Leon asked with a sly grin.

Konstantin shot him a glare, letting out a cold snort. “Pointless.”  @@novelbin@@

“Hey, how can it be pointless? You’ve gone from being the old dragon hero in the kids’ eyes to the ultimate badass champion of the Dragon Clan. Instant image upgrade!”

Leon continued smugly, “By giving you credit and letting you make a triumphant return to the public eye, I’ve essentially performed high-level crisis management. That’s what we call PR in the Empire. Ever heard of it?”

Konstantin didn’t bother arguing. He shook out his coat and prepared to leave.

But just as he sent off the kids, a group of academy examiners approached, bombarding him with gratitude.

Unlike his patience with the children, Konstantin was far less accommodating with adults. After a few sentences, he cut them off with an icy remark, “Don’t waste my time. I’ve got a grudge to settle back home.”

The teachers wisely backed off, though one hesitantly asked, “Would you like us to arrange for Leviathan to escort you home?”