"In less than a month, he's already advanced to a first-rank warrior."
Webster stroked his chin as he watched Prince Ron diligently going through his morning training in the courtyard below, deep in thought.
"What's so remarkable about a first-rank warrior?" Wosbaits curled his lip. "He's also a first-rank mage. According to the academy's professors, his talent for magic may not even be inferior to mine."
"Hm? What did you say?" Webster was somewhat surprised.
Prince Ron possessed extraordinary talent in the field of magic?
Wosbaits was not someone who flattered others.
Since he had said so, then Prince Ron very likely possessed the potential to advance to the legendary realm!
"He has tremendous talent in both water and earth magic, yet he's still wasting time cultivating battle aura. Tsk..." Wosbaits shook his head, feeling that Ron was wasting his life.
Hearing this, Webster immediately disagreed. "What's wrong with battle aura? The Bright Sword Canon was originally a cultivation method exclusive to direct members of the royal family. Those with Andre's bloodline can cultivate it with half the effort for twice the result. Judging by how he advanced to a first-rank warrior in just over twenty days, his talent in this area can't be much lower than his talent for magic."
"Tch! When he advanced to a first-rank mage, he triggered an Elemental Ocean Vortex. In the entire magic academy, I was the only one who ever triggered an elemental tide of that level." Wosbaits said disdainfully, "What use is being a warrior? Just a brainless brute."
"The brainless brute you speak of could beat you senseless at any time," Webster said blandly, shooting him a glance.
"That's exactly why I call them brainless brutes—they only know how to solve problems with violence." Wosbaits clicked his tongue and shook his