It was night, in the Shadow Land, along a verdant path.
Walking on the narrow path back home, Lynch reminisced about what Lanice had said to him earlier in the tavern.
"It's Tavendish."
"The Tavendish family took the initiative to propose to the Magic Potion Manor that I be transferred over."
At this point in the conversation.
Even if Lynch were slower, it would be impossible for him not to understand.
This really is... how to put it...
Really quite unexpected!
The gap between the two sides was simply too vast; he was just an ordinary apprentice with no background or status, while she was the young lady of a top-tier Wizard family.
It wasn't about insecurity or self-deprecation, just a simple pragmatism and a dislike for unnecessary trouble.
