After puking so much blood, Rino was amazed that the old magician still had some blood left in him to form that blood magic contract with him.
As daybreak was approaching, they had to finish the contract quickly. Rino helped with drafting the contract and the swamp magician marvelled at the weird contract circle scratched onto a mossy rock using water pressure.
This young lich had a very interesting way of using magic that even the old necromancer did not know about. It was creative yet highly efficient. Teaching such a promising magician was no loss at all. He might not be able to rule the world, but there was no doubt that this lich could.
The title of the monarch's tutor could not be worse than the title of the ruler himself. In fact, it was a great honour to become a royal tutor.
"What language is that?" the necromancer asked and squinted at the completed magic circle.
"It's Deutsche, the common language of magic from where I came from."
