Although the combat skills of these League Guards aren't very strong, their execution is still quite efficient.

Within no time, the vehicle bound for the Yonder Travel Academy was ready.

At this moment, Louvkat, the Administrator of Luona, arrived at the scene with members of the Scholar Society and the Wizard Alliance. They originally came to see the excitement, but didn't expect themselves to be a step too late, not seeing anything substantial. Naturally, inquiries to the Thunder Army wouldn't yield any results, leaving them a bit frustrated.

Louvkat looked at the prepared vehicle and immediately felt that this Governor Rostov was going to waste money again, which soured his mood instantly: "What are you doing, planning to go on another adventure? I have to say…"

"Rest assured, Administrator, the Governor is going to the Yonder Travel Academy."

"Oh? What's there to do?" Louvkat gazed at Aevernan, standing with his hands behind his back, feeling a bitterness in his heart. Ever since the matter of sending people to catch Hustace was exposed, he felt his status in Luona had diminished repeatedly, even considering his position as an administrator to be insignificant. Aevernan now seemed to be at the peak of his power, almost becoming the second-in-command in Luona, a mere transportation director now daring to speak to him with such a harsh tone.

"The Yonder Travel Academy is undergoing reformation recently, naturally there are many issues to address, so Administrator needn't worry, it won't cost the Government Administrative Office any money." Aevernan said dismissively.

"Hmph, it's not about the money, you need to understand that dealing with the Merchant Guild is not easy right now. Many merchants can't afford the tax burden anymore, how are we supposed to explain to His Majesty the King? If this continues, what hope is there for Luona!" Louvkat got irritated at the thought of money issues, always feeling that fulfilling this year's tax task was difficult, commercial profits were dwindling, no profits naturally meant no tax, without tax, the City Administrative Office might as well survive on air.

"It's not the time to consider development, Administrator, it's time to think about how we can protect this place." Aevernan said.

"You all worry about things without any basis…"

"Alright, Administrator, I won't chat now, I must also go to the Yonder Travel Academy; do you know that now our Yonder Travel Academy has gathered all six professions?" Aevernan reminded Louvkat, with the Alchemy Workshop now supporting the academy.

Louvkat was aware of this.

In fact, everyone in Luona knew about this. Although the Alchemy Workshop operated low-key, Rostov didn't. When he established the Yonder Travel Academy, he made it known widely, fearing the entire Empire wouldn't know of its existence. Hence, the Golden Seats of the Alchemy Workshop becoming instructors at the Yonder Travel Academy was certainly not going unnoticed.

Louvkat pursed his lips, his status declining rapidly in recent times, far less than before, and his courage withering, always feeling as if he would be severely harmed by someone. Fortunately, Rostov didn't come looking for him because of this matter.

The Scholar Society and Wizard Alliance, realizing nothing major was happening, also bade farewell to the Governor and returned. They thought the bell's message was mistaken and hurried over, only to discover it was merely about the matter concerning the Governor's son. Taking his son to the Yonder Travel Academy seemed an overly fond display of fatherly affection...

Everyone felt that this time, Governor Rostov might be drowned in public opinion.

Governor Rostov himself couldn't care less. He had always been under public scrutiny; as a Governor, being commented on was a regular occurrence. He knew what he did for the people, so he didn't bother with others' opinions. His fundamental skills as a Politician were solid, especially in emotional control, and he felt hardly anyone in the Empire competed with him in this regard.

Rostov still took his own carriage, but this time Hustace was also with him. Others sat scattered in steam automobiles and carriages, and as for figures like Nakasha, they rode horses, reverting to the typical image of League Guards, preparing to fulfill their duty to protect the Lord Governor. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The formidable procession made its way to the Yonder Travel Academy, arousing curiosity among the surrounding citizens.

Why is the Lord Governor going to the Yonder Travel Academy again? Wasn't he just there a few days ago, with the same grand spectacle? What major event has occurred at the Yonder Travel Academy?

No one knew that the Yonder Travel Academy actually harbored another secret…

On the journey, Igor was still sitting in a carriage with Stan Sol Perkins, particularly Perkins' own carriage, though the driver was no longer Qi Liu but a designated coachman.

"Is your carriage filled with treasures?" Igor suddenly asked, increasingly sensing that Perkins was no ordinary person.

"Not precisely treasures; these things won't fetch many gold coins. Primarily, they are proofs of my travels, and some are materials for an Apothecarist. Valueless indeed, but immensely important to me."

"Honestly, I'm quite puzzled," Igor stared at Perkins, "I might be foolish, but I always felt you weren't a non-adventurer."

"Hmm?" Perkins responded calmly, neither surprised nor dismissive, just looked at Igor with serene eyes.

"You entered the Inner World, which requires Spirit Power to access, so I think you're hiding something." Igor stated bluntly, still grappling with the matter.

"Heh, hadn't I mentioned before? I'm an Apothecarist."

"Eh, but without sensing Spirit Power, you simply cannot enter the Inner World, there's no doubt about it."

"That, I can explain slowly."

"Are you about to tell another story again?" Igor seemed wary of Perkins' storytelling, never understanding why his stories always expanded so extensively, compelling listeners to continue against their will.

"If I don't speak, you won't know; if I choose to speak, you find it bothersome. Should I speak or not? Let me tell you, that's not how one should approach things. Although you're suspicious of me, I still need to prove myself, so whether or not you wish to listen, I have to tell it. Here it goes: Although my Apothecarist title was granted by the Tree Spirit, the skills are genuine; while unable to sense Spirit Power, it can transcend boundaries…"

Perkins began his cryptic tale again, but Igor couldn't continue listening, realizing he made a mistake.