"A Dancer?" Celine covered her luscious lips and chuckled. "You told them I'm a Dancer? Very funny, Little Will."
"Sorry, Master," William replied. "I wasn't thinking properly at that time."
"Mmm, don't worry. Even if they ask me to dance, I won't do it." Celine propped her chin on the palm of her hands as she looked at her one and only disciple. "Enough about that for now. Tell me everything that you have experienced in the academy."
William could only give his Master a stiff smile as he narrated the series of events that had happened to him in the academy. From the time he had taken the entrance test up to the point where Oliver helped him save the dungeon cores.
"Speaking of which, where are these dungeon cores?" Celine asked. "Rather, the souls of these dungeon cores?"
William glanced at Oliver and the latter just avoided his eyes. It seems that he didn't tell Celine everything that happened, so that William could tell her himself.
