Chapter 32: A Brawl
The old man seemed furious for some reason. His eyebrows remained scrunched as he continued drinking the jug of ale.
As for Shiro, he was both confused and surprised by the mission that popped up.
'This old man's disciple?', Shiro asked himself.
'Who is he? Why should I become his disciple?'
"Sigh, indeed Grandpa. I apologize for lying to you. Actually, even I don't know what these abilities are."
"Who is your grandpa!?", the man raised his voice.
He didn't believe one bit of what Shiro said. He did not know what these abilities were? Then how did he have such a good grasp on them?
It wasn't something that one could teach himself. One wrong move and the person might turn into a horrifying monster or might end up killing himself.
But then the harsh look in his eyes softened.
"Grandpa, are you not angry anymore?"
"Hmm…", the old man hummed a response.
