Chapter 86: Message
The first thing Cyril decided to do after washing up and changing out of his dusty training uniform was visit the cafeteria.
The chefs there were already somewhat used to this student bringing his butterfly, Morpho, to eat. They had even prepared her usual sugar water, along with a small steak.
In the past, Morpho had read somewhere that meat could help a person grow stronger, so now she frequently asked for it.
Cyril wasn't sure if indulging her was a good idea. Even though she was a magical creature, she still looked like a butterfly
But Rhamn assured him that nothing bad will happen. Besides, Morpho herself enjoyed eating meat.
At least Tigris wasn't a picky eater. Whatever was placed on his plate would be his food with no issue.
So Cyril, Morpho, and Tigris each occupied a seat at an unoccupied table and ate.
"It is safe to assume that Margaret was the one who incited the student's emotion against you, right?" Rhamn suddenly said.
After all, who else could do something like that but the person most proficient in illusion magic.
Yeah. It's not a big deal, though. Maybe she just wanted to see what I'm capable of. Alvin could've told her about me.
Cyril thought as he looked over the filled cafeteria.