"Hmm?"
Shifting her gaze from the flying creatures and sorcerers outside the window, Seraphina tilted her head, "Is that so? I've never learned how to manipulate ether."
"…That means you have an incredibly astonishing talent in this field, a true genius."
Mr. Conrad answered fluently.
"Do I have talent in ether too..."
Seraphina's eyes brightened, and she grabbed Ansel's arm, gently shaking it, looking forward to it, "Ansel, can I be a sorcerer too? I think sorcerers who can cast fire and lightning are so cool! Can I learn spells?"
"Of course." Ansel held back his laughter, "When we get back, I'll find some books for you from my mother's collection."
Conrad interjected at the right moment, "If Mr. Ansel and Miss Marlowe need it, we can also provide any books."
Ravenna, at the forefront, stopped in her tracks.
She turned to look at the trio behind her, the icy coldness in her eyes lowering the surrounding temperature.
