Not long after the duel, Lucian was summoned to the Headmaster's office. As he entered, he was met by Headmaster Faelan, a wise, elderly mage with a long beard and piercing eyes.
"Lucian, please, have a seat," the Headmaster said, gesturing to a chair.
Lucian sat down, curious about the sudden meeting.
"I've heard impressive things about you," Faelan began, studying Lucian with a thoughtful expression. "Such talent is rare, even in a place like this. But there's something… unusual about you, isn't there?"
Lucian simply smiled. "I've had good teachers."
Faelan chuckled, though his eyes remained sharp. "There's more to you than you're letting on, I suspect. But I'm not here to pry. I simply wanted to extend an offer. I believe you have the potential to achieve great things in this kingdom. If you ever need guidance or wish to learn advanced magic, my door is always open."
Lucian bowed his head. "Thank you, Headmaster. I'll keep that in mind."
As he left the office, Lucian felt a new sense of purpose. For centuries, he had ruled the demon realm, isolated in his power. But here, in the human world, he could finally explore relationships, ambitions, and even make allies.