"Mika-kun, what do you think of that street painter?" Ely strolled the city street to the magic academy.
"He looks like an ordinary middle-aged man, but I feel an inexplicable sense of danger from him. He is so adept at hiding his realm." Michael was sure of it, but what he didn't understand was why his master was interested in that painting and that street painter.
"Indeed. What might a 7th Rank expert do by selling paintings on the roadside? Someone who possesses no less than talent than my disciples at that." Ely glanced back, making eye contact with Michael's sky-blue serpent-like eyes.
"!?" Michael was taken aback. He didn't expect the middle-aged man to be a hidden Saint-level expert. Therefore, he immediately wrote a note to send someone to monitor this person. His master hinted to him for that, after all. "Disciple understands."
A few moments later, they arrived at Luponia Magic Academy, one of the renowned magic academies in the Great Yan Empire.
