Zheng Qing looked at the Little Witch before him, her eyes shining, and silently sighed.
He knew his own worth.
This Little Witch was not truly attracted by his "handsome" appearance. She had simply been bewitched by his Magic Power. Just as asteroids instinctively orbit great stars, moths uncontrollably fly toward flames, and people looking up from the foot of a mountain naturally gaze skyward, Low-level Wizards standing before High-level Wizards could easily develop infatuation or admiration born of magical reverence. It was caused by the attraction of high-level Magic Power to lower-level Magic Power and had nothing to do with the individual.
Ancient priests often exploited this property of Magic Power to gather followers.
In modern times, aside from reckless dark wizards, the truly High-level Wizards of the Alliance would consciously restrain their Magic Power in daily life, lest Low-level Wizards flock to them one after another and disrupt their magical research.
As for Zheng Qing—
He was still only a mere Registered Wizard.
The high-level Magic Power leaking from him was residue left over from controlling Taiyi. He himself lacked the ability to dispel it, which was why he had often encountered similar situations lately.
"You only need to point me in the right direction."
The young wizard decisively refused the Little Witch's offer to lead the way. Though he could not avoid those disappointed eyes, he knew this was the most appropriate way to handle things. "—You can help me look after my other pet. It probably never filled out an application form."
A fist-sized black kitten reluctantly crawled out of his hood and slowly jumped onto Jacqueline's shoulder.
The Little Witch was surprised to discover that she had not sneezed.
"I'll take good care of it."
She muttered, muddleheadedly accepting the young wizard's arrangement and pointing