"I never imagined that an Apprentice Mage could possess such extraordinary breadth of vision!
Roland, you will surely become a Grand Mage someday, perhaps even a Legendary Mage!
You absolutely will!"
Sophia looked at Roland solemnly, a hint of excitement in her expression as she spoke in earnest.
The others silently nodded in heartfelt agreement.
They had all seen geniuses before, but Roland was the first to inspire such wholehearted admiration in them, even thoughts like, "This man is certain to found his own school."
Yet only a moment later, the worldly woman was grinning again. "Then, my dear fellow student Roland, could you spare a little help for a poor girl like me? If you're willing to help us, Polina and I will repay you very nicely."
"Sophia, that's enough! Don't push your luck!" Froya snapped through gritted teeth as she recovered her senses.
"Well, our dear Roland is so great that he can even help Grand Mages. What's wrong with letting me benefit a little?" Sophia smiled suggestively, leaning forward slightly to press her voluptuous body against him.
A beguiling fragrance wafted over, and even Roland could not help blushing.
This temptress...
Couldn't she at least consider where she was?
Roland hastily turned his head aside and gave a dry cough. "I think the path you're on now is quite good, too. It adds variety to the job market. But if you're going to pursue art, high art would be better."
"Tch, easy for you to say. Only people like Lady Lunifis have the right to talk about high art. What right do lowly dancing girls like us have?" Sophia scoffed, then suddenly lost some of her enthusiasm.
Froya had been about to say something, but she fell silent at those words.
Admitting that one was inferior to