Chapter 4: Spirit
"By the way, if I recall correctly, you are a Spirit Mage, right?" Fenric asked casually.
Mavis lifted an eyebrow at him before shaking her head. "I'm sorry, Your Highness, but I have already checked. You do not have even an ounce of talent for Spirit Magic. I cannot help you."
Fenric chuckled, shaking his head. "That's not what I meant."
Mavis now curios slightly asked. "Then what are you implying?"
"I met a girl. She has talent like you." He paused, watching Mavis's reaction before continuing. "I may be wrong, but her name is Elaine. She's a poor commoner and is currently studying at the Academy, learning magic right now."
" Her presence was like you, so, I thought she might have talent for Spirit magic "
Mavis stilled for a moment, processing his words.
"You can check on her yourself or ignore it. It's none of my business," Fenric added nonchalantly, turning on his heels to leave.
As his hovering chair faded into the distance, Mavis narrowed her eyes, tapping her fingers lightly against the book she had been holding.
"Should I check it?" She murmured to herself.
She is even considering it cause, Fenric was once a brightest star, the star that is dying yet it still holds the shine-his talent.....He can be right about her.