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"Wow, old guy. At least several thousand years old..."

Melody mumbled as they walked in through the doors and laid eyes on the man behind the desk. Hearing this, Vela's eyes widened before she shot a warning gaze at her. The old man behind the desk also didn't seem pleased.

But that old man wasn't too concentrated on Melody either. His senses landed on Dream. While Dream could unconsciously hide his power from even high level class 5's, doing so in front of a class 6 wasn't so easy.

At first, the old man couldn't sense anything from Dream. It seemed like Dream didn't even exist, not the slightest hint of energy or aura leaking from him at all. This caused the old man to sweep Dream with his Will, and the things he saw and felt astonished him.

When this happened though, it was Dream's turn to frown. Getting analyzed by someone's Will felt incredibly intrusive. With a thought, Dream's own Will countered the old man's. The old man felt his Will be systematically enveloped, isolated, and
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