Chapter 127: The Subjugation of Beltus (1)
“Have you ever seen a master-level mage fight at full power?”
Sometimes, Fina was so carefree and messy that Dereck doubted whether she was really a 6-star mage.
However, because she sometimes had a chilling look in her eyes and struck at weak points with precision, Dereck never took her lightly—but Fina seemed to think she wasn’t getting enough respect and muttered for no reason.
She would get angry, telling him to respect his master who was “as high as the heavens,” yet she didn’t seem to realize that her own behavior was anything but reliable.
On the day when the first term of the Ravenclaw Training Center was about to end, most of the young ladies were returning to their territories to enjoy their break, but Fina didn’t seem to have any intention of going back to Tigris territory.
She was simply lying on the sofa in a corner of Dereck’s office, chewing on financiers and mont blancs baked by the servants, speaking proudly.
“Ironically, once you reach the position of a master, you almost never have to compete using magic. When you become someone who rules and governs, you get fewer chances to use your power. It’s a real paradox.”
“Have you seen it yourself, Master?”
“Of course. Well… in the southwest of the continent, Duplain, Belmierd, and Beltus were the true powers… I’ve heard that the Duke of Duplain could lift the entire ground of his mansion into the air if he wanted, and that the Count of Belmierd once sank three or four ships at once.”