"So, I want to ask you, my little disciple candidate, what can you offer to us here to prove your worth of this?"
I froze from his sudden question, what the hell did he mean by that?
"I'm sorry to ask, but what do you exactly want from me to do?"
I was speaking honestly, as I wasn't sure of what he wanted from me. If he could give me some guidance, or even determine specific goals, then it would be great.
"You are from a far place, that makes sense. Ok, let me explain further to you so you can have a good grasp of your current situation, and realize the importance of the chance available to you right now.
Our mystic art association is a secluded and very powerful organization. We don't fear nobles, we don't answer to any highness, and we don't serve anyone.
We are aloof, and such an organization to be present like this against all the laws of this empire it has to be built strongly upon formidable foundations.
