Chapter 33: Two Sisters (2)
Mages and Mage Knights.
One is focused on the spirituality of Mana and Magic and the other is focused on the physicality of it. They both had their merits and honestly, neither can really be considered better than the other. Between these two paths of practicing magic though, there is a balance and only by achieving this balance can a person truly ’Transcend’.
Now, Caius could have spent time trying to lecture Professor Kragsten on the importance of this Balance but quickly decided it was pointless.
For one, he was sure there was nothing he could say that would change her stance and hatred for the ways of Mage-Knights.
And for another—and most importantly—it was essential to play into what her thoughts and her beliefs were to get what he wanted from her.
He had put on such a good act already that, even without saying it explicitly, the Combat Magic Professor believed he was only taking Mage-Knight Training because of pressure from his father.
The fake contemplations, the deliberate melancholy. All to ensure that, going forward he could continue attending Mage-Knight Training Classes and still have Cynthia believing he wasn’t doing it by choice which in turn would cause her to become even more involved in his Combat Magic education.
On that note, Caius was glad all this had happened and she had brought him into her office. She had done it to talk and try to dissuade him from getting too deep in Mage-Knight Training but it had given him a chance to secure a potential closeness with her.
The original Caius never took Mage-Knight Training so he had managed that closeness more naturally even if he never did anything with it.
But Caius was planning to do something with it. He could already imagine how much he’d be able to evolve his Vampirism if he could make the Combat Magic Professor a willing partner he could feed on.
Professor Cynthia Kragsten held out her hand and Caius took it as they shook in confirmation of the commitment she had just made to his education. He let his eyes wander a bit, falling and spending a few seconds on that cleavage before looking away before it turned into leering.