Cheng Ying looked at Toon. In truth, he hesitated.
Cheng Ying's performance had been outstanding. Whether during the elimination rounds or afterward, his ability to judge the timing and situation had given Master Cheng Ying a refreshing impression.
Master Cheng Ying saw the key to potential in Mirai. However, most importantly, Mirai possessed only Level 2 spirit power and was not even qualified to become a full-fledged wizard.
Although this world had been at peace for a long time, power was still the most authoritative thing in the world, wherever one went.
Master Cheng Ying might believe in Toon's future, but what would everyone else think?
Or if Cheng Ying brought Cheng Ying to the royal capital, would others say that Cheng Ying had taken in a youth who did not even qualify to be a wizard as his disciple? This could, in fact, offend many people in the royal capital. The complicated social ties were also why Cheng Ying hesitated.
Time seemed to freeze. Marquis Feier, Can Xiansuo, Hark, and Huey all stared wide-eyed at Young Master Cheng Ying. They were waiting for Master Cheng Ying's answer.
Can Xiansuo actually admired the young apprentice mage. But when he saw Mirai accurately shoot down the short blade flying toward the Marquis with a small crossbow, Can Xiansuo had the illusion that this young man truly intended to become a knight.
However, regrettably, from his conversation with Toon's father, he had learned that the young man stubbornly wanted to become a wizard. Beyond his inward regret, he also hoped that Master Cheng Ying could accept this highly promising youth. Of course, he could not make the decision for Cheng Ying.
Master Cheng Ying stroked his graying beard. He needed a disciple to whom he could pass on his magical philosophy.
So,