He pointed at the grand gate.
"As for the debt of gratitude, let Michael repay me."
"Mhm." Mist nodded slightly, turned, and left the great library. She was grateful to Ahtal and would surely repay him if the opportunity arose, even if it meant drawing her sword to kill someone, she would not hesitate.
After she had left,
"Apprentice, she is the most suitable person to become your companion," Hecate suddenly spoke, observing her apprentice's puzzled expression.
"She possesses the power to defy the gods, and she is extremely loyal to her own companion."
"Teacher, do you not also possess the power to defy the gods?" Xi Mu said subconsciously, then seemed to realize he had misspoken.
He quickly corrected himself:
"Teacher, I am not familiar with Mist."
"..." Hecate stood up, picked a book from the table, and tapped her apprentice on the head, scolding:
"Apprentice, you are contemplating the unthinkable."
"..."