Mr. Scholar called out to Lyle many times with his particularly steady voice, but this time, it made Lyle feel it was a luxury he couldn't afford. He even took out his Holy Light Wand from his backpack and, under the glow of his own Illumination Technique, carefully observed Mr. Scholar's mask.
It truly wasn't a joke, the scholar wasn't having some "elder's humor" as Lyle had thought.
"Mr. Scholar, Kolosis is a Dragon Priest, just like you. Do you think I could sneak into your Mage Tower?"
"The City of Wandering is my Mage Tower, Lyle, semi-open. And I believe in your potential, Kolosis isn't as powerful, he doesn't delve into magic as much as I do. Besides, he has now gone mad, and calmness is a prerequisite for a mage to exert full power..." Mr. Scholar's steady voice alleviated some of Lyle's frustration, and under his analysis, a small sense of feasibility formed in Lyle's heart.
"Mr. Scholar, is Kolosis really that weak? What is his strength, Five Locks? Or Six Locks?"
