While napping, Astrea noticed someone's presence rising in the corner of the room and turned only her face to see a 12 or 13 years old young boy in a white uniform and his long blonde hair tied up behind was directing his freezing glare at her.
"Oh, it's been a while I say"
"Leave the greetings aside. Why aren't you taking any action?"
Atsrea frowns at his appearance which wasn't his usual calm self and,
"There shouldn't be any fixed deadline, right?"
Gave the obvious reply.
"Don't try to deceive me. I should have ordered you to deal with it as soon as you can"
The young boy's eyeball turned bright red, and the unstable building began to shake from a white shimmering aura.
The young boy takes back his hand and Astrea falls down on the ground pulled by the gravity.
"The deadline is this year. I will not wait any more. Don't forget it absolutely"
With these last words, the young boy's figure faded into haze and disappeared as if he never appeared here.
"Even though I wanted to stick around a bit longer"
After all, the opponent is Hermit. Just to be sure, Astrea wanted to remain low-key for one more year, but it can't be done now. Now that he's serious, it will be the disposal of Astraea if the 31'st of December was over by even a second. That's the kind of guy he's.
Judging from his furious condition, there's no doubt Astraea's wait and see stance has caused the Lord to be furious.
"What a rash person. But now there's no choice but to move. Well it should be all right. I also wasn't silently trembling from fear in a corner in this one year and a half. Seeds have already been planted. All that left is to wait for them to sprout"
Astrea stood up from the floor, put the collapsed chair in its place and left the office.