Lawrend stood up and decided to put off becoming an Arch Mage in his soul magic. He followed Humility to her room.
"Truf, Master is here," Humility said with a frown. Clearly, she was annoyed at the young kid.
Truf stood up from the bed and glared at Lawrend. His current appearance was unlike the first time Lawrend saw him. He looked like a scion of a powerful mage family.
He wore a neat mage cloak, his hair was combed properly, and overall, he looked handsome for his age.
"Why is he here?" Lawrend asked Humility.
"He always tries to run around the castle when he's left inside his room so I brought him here."
"I see. So, you're a Beginner Mage in Fire, Water, Earth, and Wind. How is your progress?" Lawrend asked the little kid. He deliberately looked down at him.
"How can I improve if you aren't teaching me?" Truf retorted.
"You're wrong. How can't you improve after having four elements? Learn how to make them work together!"
