Chapter 26 - 26: What do you think magic is?
Noticing the 17-year-old approaching, drenched in sweat but with a wide grin on his face, the macabre conversation between the two women of celestial beauty halted immediately. Their wicked smiles vanished, taking with them the barrier that cloaked them, transforming them back into the elegant and beautiful women they were.
As Erik drew closer to his masters, who looked at him with tenderness, he used a small trick they had taught him, managing to clean the sweat off his body using his mana. Though it wasn't as effective as a real bath, it at least eliminated any strange odors.
Upon reaching Sigrún and Eleonora, Erik sat in the only free chair at the table, upon which a plate full of cookies immediately appeared. This made the star-haired young man's eyes sparkle, and he began to eat them with delight, like a mouse.
"Masters, I think I'm about to reach the ascended level," Erik commented enthusiastically after savoring the exquisite cookies.
"That's great, Erik, but it's better to wait a bit and not advance yet," Sigrún said gently, stroking Erik's starry hair.
"Why?"
Erik asked his master, a bit confused. However, it was Eleonora who responded, giving him a special cookie that she had made herself, much more delicious than the regular cookies, which were Erik's and the wolves' favorites.
"Because starting today, your magic classes will begin."
"..."
Erik opened his eyes in surprise, which made him look a bit funny since he was about to bite the cookie, while ignoring his wolves who were 'crying sadly' near him, in their one-meter size, all the while looking at the cookie in his hand with longing.
"Fufufu."