《Let's Form a Party to Kill God》Charlotte
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Incanta had no walls, instead, there were floating ramparts segmented around the city. Kynos stared in wonder as Lucy stopped the wagon. They had traveled through the night to arrive by early morning, as Steve taught Kynos about his own abilities.
Steve stepped out and held up his hand to a nearby statue.
It was not a statue. The golem lit up, scanned the hand, and a rampart descended and split open, revealing a portal. Lucy stifled a yawn and waved goodbye as Steve guided Kynos into the portal.
They appeared inside a fairly large room, which had a single large desk with a lady behind it. She nodded towards the two.
"Welcome back WindSeer, it looks like you brought me another student?"
Steve bowed back stiffly. "Ah, yeah, I'd like this one to be enrolled on scholarship to the magic division."
The regal-looking lady stood up and disappeared. Kynos looked around, feeling a strange sense of apprehension.
"Oh? So the young man has talent. Did you check his mana capacity?" The lady said from behind the two.
Kynos abruptly swung his body around and took some distance to her, while Steve's hand found its way to his face.
"He uses the same type as you, VoidSeer, so if you could not give him strange habits, I'd really appreciate it. And yeah, I checked, or more like he forced me to check by trying to strangle me with my own shadow. I'd say he's highly talented in magic detection and manipulation, and his mana levels are around mine."
The lady nodded, satisfied. She turned to the boy. "And what are you called, young man?"
"Kynos." "Can you read and write?" "Yes." "How advanced is your math?" "Easy division." "Last question, how old are you?"
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"I don't know."
"Well, that's new. WindSeer, do you know?" "No idea Charlotte." "Alright, you look around seven, so that puts you at the early stage of primary school. Your math is much better than most kids your age, but you seem to have only basic language skills. This is a good chance."
The lady, Charlotte, disappeared back to her desk and rang a bell. A bored looking young girl walked into the office and was immediate handed a small white slate and a stern look.
"Mithandra, you will show the boy around, as you'll be the to tutor him in vocabulary until he's caught up. Feel free to instruct him in other things too. His identity card will be produced soon, so take this for now and come back with him at the end of the day."
The girl who looked like she couldn't be bothered grabbed the boy's arm and left the room.
On his way out, Kynos heard the last bit of conversation between the two mages.
“So Charlotte, why don't you ever call me by my name?” “Because 'Steve' is a stupid name for someone with so much power.” “Look, I can't help it, someone else chose for me, unlike the boy that...”
Mithandra slowly dwindled her pace into a dead stop.
"Great, now I have to look after someone too? Genius is never appreciated in any world, it seems."
In actuality, Charlotte had found Mithandra's arrogance and coldness towards other unbecoming of their best non-magic student, and had forced the role on her in an attempt to teach her how to care for others. A non-noble orphan with no preconceptions that could protect himself would be the best choice. She'd have very mixed feelings about introducing the two to each other in her twilight years.
Mithandra turned around to get a good look at the boy.
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