Lyrian answered mostly honestly.
"I joined this school for its resources. I can become stronger much faster this way," Lyrian said.
Julius squinted his eyes slightly, intrigued by this answer. "I see... I won't ask why you want to become strong. It's to rule the world, as you said yourself. That's a hefty dream, you know?"
Lyrian slightly smirked. "I know. Otherwise, it wouldn't be my dream."
Julius matched his smile, pausing for a short second before asking another question. "So... why? Why become the king of the world? It interests me, what kind of person you are to have such a goal."
Julius looked deep into Lyrian's eyes as he spoke, still playing with the pen in his hand. No matter from what angle he looked at the odd boy's eyes, all he could sense from him was genuine answers and a powerful gaze. The power that came from the boy's stare wasn't power in strength or magic, but rather, a power in will.
