When a desperate True Mage wanted to become a High Mage, they would eat all kinds of medicines. Real High Mages disliked this unorthodox attempt.
Real High Mages think these people shouldn't be High Mages in the first place. They would never be comparable to the real thing. It was like a sheep putting on a lion costume.
Even though these mages were despised, Lawrend still regretted his decision. They were accepted into the mage army, and he killed them. They died indignant deaths.
"Tend to the wounded. Healers, work hard. I will personally teach all of you," Lawrend said before leaving with Ember and the three envoys.
The healers became energized by Lawrend's promise. They hurriedly asked the mages around them if they were injured. Though, most of them looked visibly okay.
…
Lawrend convened with the three envoys at a secluded shrubbery. Ember stood behind him like the obedient maid she was.
