“Director Gandar Livian is waiting for you inside, he’s also doing some paperwork but please don’t inquire about it,” Joline said as she pointed to the door.“I will be mindful of that,” Samuel smiled her way, then walked up the door, knocking thrice until he heard a voice from within.“Come in,” Gandar said, sounding busy just from the tone of voice he emitted. It sounded annoyed, tired.“Excuse me,” Samuel replied, opening the tall door and moving on inside. The person that greeted him from within was a rather old fellow, too old, honestly. He had a wrinkly face that practically hid his eyes, and a beard so long it was practically a wool woven sheath covering his frame. Almost like a mask, even.“Who’s that guy?” Mon’Ter thought he would ask Leonidas.“Ah… Right, that cranky old idiot,” Leonidas sighed. “Well, here he’s the director
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