"What I'll require from you is a good introduction to the educators I'll be working with. It's better I get along with as many colleagues as possible. The students and staff all seem to love you. Since I lack that charisma you have, you might as well help me in that department." Noir gave Trevor a thumbs-up.
The whole thing seemed awkward, though, considering Noir's bland expression.
"You? Lack charisma?" Trevor chuckled. "I honestly doubt it."
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"Hahahaha! Noir, you scoundrel! You got me worried for nothing!"
The man who yelled out loud was Galand, and his face was beet red from being drunk. His eyes were wide with excitement, and hiccups echoed from his lips as he staggered in enjoyment.
Noir calmly watched as the old man make a fool of himself in what was meant to be a reunion party for him.
"Jeez… I shouldn't have let you drink too much!" Lorna sighed, crossing her hands as she glared at the old Mage.
