บท 338: Runes & Spells

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Sometime later...

[You've embarrassed your master with that performance, boy.]

[You know I don't like to agree with this old bastard, but he's right, you fucked up bad.]

[I get it! I get it! Stop crowding me!]

Arthur sat in the back of the class, talking to his systems telepathically as he continued to look up at empty space.

What his eyes saw was far from that, however. 

A Japanese salesman, wearing a suit and reflecting glasses, stood next to an old man who looked like he came straight out of a cultivation novel with long flowing white hair and a similarly long beard that reached below his waist—a beard that would put Ragnar's, Emir's, and Raymond's to shame a hundred times over. 

[I understand you being weak, you've never trained before meeting us, which is bad sure, but that doesn't matter...]

The old man didn't relent, scolding him while stroking his beard.

[Especially not now!]