章 113: A Debt Well Served

Damien remembered then that he had been banned from entering Theo's rooms after destroying several magic devices. And he'd just accidentally broken yet another one moments ago. The thought of approaching Theo recklessly suddenly seemed a lot more intimidating.

"I called on our teacher, just in case," Sebas added, "though since Whitlock—whose magic capacity is smaller than Master Theo's—was unaffected, I believe he will be safe."

Damien glanced toward the elf, who was rubbing his backside with a smirk, paying absolutely no attention to the conversation. So that's why he's here, Damien thought, fighting the urge to hit him. With the debts he now owed the elf, upsetting him wasn't an option.

I'll endure five more pats, he resolved. Four more now.

"So, what's your opinion, Teacher?" Sebas asked.

"Hmm? Oh, yes. But first… I need a chair, you lovesick fool."

Damien realized he meant for him to fetch it.