Klana of Izalith

What did she just say? What did she just say?!

Pyromancy?!

Woohoo!

The moment the woman who called herself Klana of Izalith said those words, Starfire Knight Ridd's eyebrows shot up in excitement.

He knew what this meant. Wasn't it obvious what it meant when a phantom said something like that?

She might as well have had "Come learn pyromancy from me already" written across her face!

Ridd could hardly believe it. Did this mean his Pyromancy Flame could finally be put to use? Did it mean no one would mock him anymore?

He could even turn around and say that he had shown foresight and planned ahead!

Calm down, Ridd. Calm down.

He thought through every sad thing that had ever happened in his life before finally forcing down the corners of his mouth and looking at Klana with a serious expression.

She was a woman, and she looked quite slender. Judging by her appearance alone, it was difficult to imagine her taking on the role of a pyromancy mentor.

But in Ridd's eyes, her slight body contained surging flames, like a blazing inferno. She was far stronger than him!

That convinced him completely.

"Am I qualified to seek your pyromancy?"

He paused and organized his words before speaking. If he wanted something from someone, he had to lower his attitude. Besides, the person before him might be a pyromancy mentor. Even if she told Ridd to lie on the ground and lick her shoes, he would have been willing.

He had waited far too long for this day!

The only two pyromancies he could use, [Fireball] and [Poison Mist], had practically been polished to perfection. His understanding of those two pyromancies ran so deep that he could teach them to others himself.

Ridd's talent for pyromancy, which exceeded