However, because Fenrir wasn't dead but simply in hibernation within his own ice world, Felix knew that getting his elemental manipulation was out of options.
In fact, if his masters requested, he had no problems with using his bloodline even if it meant that he wouldn't be getting his elemental manipulation.
After all, Fenrir was their brother, and he felt that it was his duty to at least get them together after such a long time.
But they never made such request.
'Are they hesitate because they don't want me to waste a spot for another elemental manipulation or because they aren't ready yet to meet him?' Felix thought as he glanced at his masters, who were playing chess.
He was informed about the bad blood between his masters and Fenrir before...Well, it was a bit much to call it bad blood, but they definitely weren't in the best of terms.
