Having gotten his answer, Ruger lowered his head and looked at the bald, mangy wolf below.
In truth, he had known the answer all along. He had met so many wizards and all sorts of apprentices on this journey, yet only Half-Man, that mysterious and unusual individual, had seen that he was not a human modification. That meant he had acknowledged the existence of a Kobold wizard. But Half-Man had also expressed surprise and disbelief. The others were even more outrageous, preferring to believe that he was a human apprentice who had been cruelly altered.
The experiences along the way had never directly answered this question, but they had displayed the answer at every moment.
Varin and Mona's reactions now merely confirmed it once again, painting the answer more clearly.
As for Half-Man, his ability to see the difference was naturally related to his own mystery and uniqueness. But another factor had influenced his thoughts and helped him reach that conclusion. He was the one who had thrown away the Black Book. He had seen a Kobold pick it up, seen that Kobold's unusual intelligence, and seen the Kobold's transformation. Of course, Half-Man might originally have intended to tempt a human apprentice, but the appearance of a little Kobold had changed some things.
It was his powerful insight, combined with what he had witnessed firsthand, that had led Half-Man to his conclusion.
Ruger raised a hand before his eyes and clenched it. His current little Kobold appearance actually carried draconic-bloodline traits as well. He was no longer as short as he had once been, so none of the friends he knew now had seen his original appearance.
Everyone merely thought he was a strange and bold wizard with a draconic bloodline.
In the wizarding world, choosing bloodline modification and the