The Broad Way of the Ogent family, which intimidated him when he first arrived, now felt like something that wished him good luck.

�Young master, let�s go. I�ll escort you home.�

Seeing the carriage waiting, Shirone finally realized�

He was really going home.

Shirone bowed his head towards the Ogent family�s mansion.

�Thank you.�

Alpheas Magic Academy, Noon.

Despite the fact it was class time, there were two old men who sat opposite each other, both drinking tea in the headmaster�s office.

A large, blue-haired man and another who wore a gentle smile while looking out the window.

Alpheas Myrhe and Klumph Ogent. Both have been friends for over 50 years

The conversation between the two had stopped over half an hour ago.

To be more specific, it was Klumph who was waiting for Alpheas� answer.

He didn�t care how long it took.

It was Alpheas� turn to answer, so Klumph was just waiting.

�Even if it�s from you, I can�t do you any favors of that kind.�

Considering how long it took for such a short answer, most would�ve been frustrated by it, but Klumph just grinned.

He dragged on, as if making a difficult decision, but in truth, he must have done that for show�

Because the Alpheas he knew was mischievous like that.

��Even if it�s from you�? Do you know how much I suffered because of you when we were young?�

�KAHAHA! For such �flattery� to leave your mouth, you must be in quite a hurry. But you have to know, the special admission was not made just to become a free pass for nobles. Countless requests are made every year, but most do not meet the heavy criteria.�

�Keukeuh, how funny. A free pass for nobles� But this is different.�

Alpheas became slightly uneasy.

The tactless and stubborn Klumph�s eyes were full of mischief, warning Alpheas that whatever he was thinking of was not ordinary.

��What is it?�

�I�m not asking you to accept some scoundrel. It�s actually the opposite. He is a friend of my youngest grandson, and he�s very talented. I see the young you in him.�

Recalling his past, Alpheas� eyes dimmed, as he realized that time truly did pass quickly.

�Hmm, your youngest grandson� You mean that immature and reckless Rian? He�s very much like you.�

�Kekeke! I threw him into a swordsmanship academy because he�s not talented enough. Anyways, I�m not here to talk about Rian. I�m here to talk about Rian�s friend.�

�If he�s that talented, why not just enroll him in the academy normally�? But since you�re here, I imagine there�s a reason why you can�t just do that. �

�Indeed, there is a problem. A big one. He�s not a noble.� JrNovels.com