Bab 73: Chapter 73: Settling in

Leander felt like a small child sitting at the grown-up's table. He was sitting behind Alklair's desk, no, it was his desk now. The healer had let the light mage collect his things and walk out through the front door.

He had even made the adventurers line up to send the elf off. Alklair had been a guild master for half a thousand years, give or take a few, and in that time, the guild had gotten third in the world ranking.

Alklair had walked out with a big smile, a bounce to his step, and head held high. Like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. That weight was now squarely upon Leander's meaty shoulders, and he felt it more pressing than his normal fat deposits.

Someone knocked on the door, and Leander's eyes snapped away from the spot on the wall he had been gazing at for the past fifteen minutes.

"Come in," Leander wished he could guess who was in front of the door, similar to how Alklair could. But his mana sensing was not to that level yet.