"Keep training the magic I taught you, it will greatly help you in battle."
Bryan told Raye with a smug smile on his face, his tone carrying both pride and amusement. He was talking about [Telekinesis]— a magic that Raye learned from him and practiced with relentless effort.
"Don't worry, I don't intend to ever slack off just because I'm out of the academy."
Raye replied to him with a shrug, his voice calm yet firm. His confidence wasn't arrogance— it was the quiet assurance of someone who knew the path he wanted to take.
'I have a goal, and for that— I need to continue getting even stronger.'
He added in his head, his gaze firm, his heart resolute.
"..."
Bryan saw the determined look on his face, that unwavering glint in his eyes. For a moment, the Headmaster didn't say anything. He just stared at Raye silently, as if seeing through the walls he built around himself. Then, opening his mouth—
"You've changed a lot since you first got here."
