Noir was lost in thought, sighing as he remembered his conversation with Ciara.
As expected, the young girl didn't take it too well when he gave her a cold shoulder and told her the things she didn't want to hear.
Noir would have loved to say he did all those things unintentionally, but it would be far from the truth.
'Ciara... this is for the best.' He thought to himself.
Keeping her at arms length was what would be best for her safety—as well as the completion of his mission.
'Besides, I am a teacher here. It's against school policy to actively give you an unfair advantage over everyone else...'
That said, Ciara was plenty ahead of the rest of her classmates.
'If she wants to get stronger, should I train all of them together? That way I have an excuse?'
No that would be work. Since Ciara wasn't in their level, it would only be a waste of time for her. If he chose to custom-design training regiments for the students, then wouldn't that expose Ciara's status as a Tier 3 Mage?
