Chapter 64: VOL2 Chapter 9: It can’t be…
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Chen Ming. I'm Sigrún Eldurdóttir, Erik's master."
Seated on the sofa, Sigrún commented elegantly and with a dignified demeanor as an assistant served her tea. At that moment, Chen stood up in a panic, then bowed respectfully while responding in a serious tone.
"The pleasure is mine, Master Eldurdóttir. This humble one is Chen Ming, heir of the Ming family and a great admirer of your work."
"You are very polite, Chen Ming, and it's also a pleasure to meet you. I'm Eleonora Silverwood, also Erik's master." Eleonora commented gracefully, a cup of tea in her hand, as she looked at the young man before her.
Eleonora's statement took Chen by surprise; he looked up in shock. After all, while it was well known that Erik was Master Eldurdóttir's first disciple and was very close to Master Silverwood, he had never heard that she was his master as well. This was quite rare in the galaxy, much like how no one likes to share their children with a stranger; no one likes to share their disciples.
Despite the shocking news throwing him off balance, Chen managed to compose himself quickly. He then bowed elegantly to the beautiful, golden-eyed Master-level and spoke in a serious and respectful tone.
"The pleasure is all mine, Master Silverwood. I'm also an admirer of your work, especially your runic-geometric refinement—it's sheer genius."
Meanwhile, Erik was lounging on the sofa with a tired and disappointed expression, showing no intention of looking at Chen. Two small wolf cubs about 20 cm tall, one silver and one black, were on him, licking his face and wagging their tails enthusiastically, looking quite adorable.
Some time ago, Erik had the idea to leverage his contract with the wolves—which allowed him to pass on knowledge like magic circles, runes, and the like—to give them specially designed runic circles. His first success was a spell that allowed them to change size, which was not only more mana-efficient but also enabled them to become smaller, although they were still limited by their maximum size—their actual size.
Since the wolves learned the new runic circle, they'd become almost addicted to staying in their smallest form. Erik theorized they did this because they were more adorable that way and received more cookies, which made him a bit jealous, though he'd never admit it aloud.
"Please sit down so we can chat a bit, Chen Ming. Tell us, how is our Erik doing in his classes?" Sigrún asked with elegant mannerisms, gesturing to the chair where Chen had been sitting before.