"Can we leave?"
Aezel turned to the Dean Master and asked.
"Y-Yes… The class starts next week. Just attend then."
The Dean Master nodded his head nervously. Knowing that her strength is somewhat on par with him, he didn't dare anger her.
"Thank you."
Aezel nodded her head. She then carried Lawrend in her arms and left the academy. She found an empty carriage on the road and hired it to bring them back to the inn.
"Mastteerrrr!!!"
A bluish-purple-haired adolescent teen entered the academy. She wore a blue cloak with gold embroidery of a bird. She looked left and right, but she couldn't find her master.
"Dean Master, did you see my master?"
The adolescent teen asked him. You may have your guesses already. That's right, she's Elena. After practicing magic for a week, she has grown significantly.
"Oh, Elena. Your master? What does he look like?"
The Dean Master replied to her in confusion.
