Feeling the burning gaze upon him, Dean Bruce immediately put on a nonchalant expression, appearing even more enigmatic in the eyes of Jones and the others.
It was Erla who reacted first, curiously asking, "Dean, you're the teacher of that young lord? So the magic he used on Brother Herbert was also learned from you?"
"What kind of magic was that? It was amazing! Brother Herbert is naturally immune to certain magical abilities, yet that young lord, despite not seeming very high in rank, was able to knock him out without any resistance. That's incredibly powerful!"
"Wow, being a teacher to a young lord must mean you have an extraordinary identity, Dean. Can't you tell us more?"
"Exactly! That magic was truly remarkable! Dean, could you teach it to us?"
One person spoke up, and the others chimed in, their hopeful eyes fixed on Dean Bruce.
"Enough!"
