"Of course, I guarantee it with my integrity!" Lynn nodded and said without hesitation.
Hearing Lynn's resolute words, Pearce hesitated, his life experience telling him there was no such thing as a free lunch. Either the professor in front of him was fooling him, or there was a catch.
Pearce did some quick mental calculations but soon gave up, only able to roughly estimate that filling the first row's first six boxes would require sixty-three copper coins, which didn't seem like a lot.
"Does anyone want to try? There's only one slot!" Lynn tempted again.
"I'll do it!" said the freckled-faced boy who had interrupted him earlier, standing up eagerly.
Watching Ailoke stand up, Pearce immediately regretted his hesitation. Without even the courage to compete, no wonder he'd never been promoted to a full Wizard.
"What is your name?" Lynn asked curiously.
"I am Ailoke, Professor!" the Wizard Apprentice declared loudly.
So it was you, Ailoke...
