The magus opened the door himself. He respectfully pushed it aside and waved them in.
After they entered, he gently closed the door and entered with them.
There were five magi sitting in a roundtable. They faced the entrance, and they scanned the trio with judging eyes.
"I assume you are Henry?" a middle-aged looking man asked.
A small staff leaned on his chair. It radiated a calm and resplendent purple light.
"I am."
Henry stepped forward. He looked at the five of them. Their eyes focused on him and ignored Felicia and Purity. It seemed to them that he was the only other person in this small house.
"We have heard about Lerjan's problem long ago. You are the first person to have solved it. What was the reason for his Sage Herb's depleting vitality?" the middle-aged person asked.
"You are…"
Henry blinked his eyes. Conversing with a someone he didn't know the name of was slightly annoying.
