Chapter 39: Butterfly Magic
Cyril stayed silent, thinking about possible ways of raising her mana capacity.
Eventually he sighed and said in a calm tone, "It's already late today. Let's try training you some other time." He was sincere with his words.
Morpho flapped her wings with joy, flew back to her terrarium, and waved her antennae in understanding.
"This will be fun. Just imagine you with a spear and Morpho with her deadly butterfly magic taking on the world." Rhamn was already anticipating the future.
Sure, that would look unusual. He finally lay down on the bed.
All of the exhaustion from today caught up to him at once, and he fell asleep almost instantly. "Good night..."
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The next day, early morning.
Cyril was on the training field with Morpho sitting on his shoulder.
Immediately upon waking up, this butterfly started pestering him to fulfill his promise. So he had no choice but to head over here to see what they could do.
Right now he, together with Rhamn, was thinking of ways to train Morpho up.