The scowl on Arias’ face only brought more satisfaction to Gailion. He would make Charlotte realize that making Arias a professor here was a mistake. For Gailion, Arias was just a child who was still wet behind the ear. He was undeserving of such an honorable title.
Porius Magic School’s professors were as powerful and respected as the aristocrats, and those who received this title were all renowned mages of the kingdom. Gailion couldn’t bear to see this child sullying the title that he was so proud of.
“Just accept the truth. You’re nothing but a keeper of books.”
Gailion insulted. He wanted to make Arias burn with anger.
“So what if I'm just a keeper!? You think that makes you so much smarter than me!?”
Arias clenched his fists, looking extremely angry. He looked like a man who’d lost his reason because of anger, like a crazy drunkard who was about to do something foolish like picking a fight with a knight and then dying before he could realize his own mistake.