55 A Druids remorse (1/2)

As Gray, Isamu, and Selena arrived at the living room, the cat-folk of the trio stated his intentions of now leaving the place.

\”Heh, I guess I should be departing as the lizardling's request seemed to be quite important,\” Isamu said. \”You are lucky Gray, not every day that a powerful master mage will be tutoring you. No doubt in around a month or so, you'll be kicking ass with that Arcane magic of yours.\”

\”Same to you as well.\” Gray smiled. \”You will be training at the guild after all. This means that we won't be seeing each other for quite some time huh.\”

\”Most likely.\” The cat-folk nods. \”Although I'm free during Sextus night. I suppose if you are free as well, we can meet up from time to time for some drinks again at the Fighter's Retreat, to regale each other the tales of our progress in our respective training.\”

'Sextus?' Gray thought in confusion. 'Oh right, Saturday.'

\”Maybe. I still have to ask Rarsu though if he'll allow me some day-off.\” Gray answers.

\”Haha, I'm sure he'll allow it,\” Isamu replies with an assuring grin. \”After all, you need a reasonable amount of breaks when it comes to training, to clear up the mind and body for a well-deserved rest for the next regiment.\”

\”I hope so.\” Gray comments.

\”And also. \”Isamu stated as he faces Selena with interest. \”I still can't believe that this girl is actually a Sentinel, a moving humanoid construct that is operated by magic.\”

\”Hehe, yeah.\” Gray grins in response as he patted the girl's head just like how a father does affectionately to his young daughter. \”She's quite adorable, isn't she?\”

As Gray kept on patting the sentinel's head, a low continuous vibratory sound was heard coming from the girl, her expression, even stoic, can be also akin to contentment as evident with her closed eyes of tranquility.

'Wait, is she purring!?' Gray definitely was taken aback by such adorableness that the girl is displaying to them. 'Hehe, what a nice girl. She appears to be capable of subtle emotions from my short observations to her. Perhaps I should ask Rarsu about this.'

\”Hey, hey let me try!!\” Isamu was certainly excited by this prospect as well at seeing a magical creature reacting cutely like this.

Unfortunately for Isamu, as soon as the cat-folk's hand ruffles her hair, he was suddenly received with a harsh, powerful punch to the gut, sending Isamu comically into the ground in pain.

\”W-why?\” The cat-folk could barely contain the pain caused by the blow, trying his utmost best as to not faint from agony.

Selena no doubt felt annoyed at Isamu's actions as a tick mark appeared on her forehead while rubbing her fist.

She felt that only her master Gray is permitted to perform the act of head-patting or similar acts to her, causing her internal core in a state of comfortable warmth and tenderness for some reason.

Gray could only laugh wholeheartedly at the comical misfortune that has befallen on his cat-folk friend.

But at the same time, he's also surprised by the sheer amount of strength that she has displayed for someone with a small frame.

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Rarsu could only stare with a baleful look at the tiny sparrow, his slit reptilian eyes gleaming at how feeble the creature is.

The lizardling then picks up the bird and holds it firmly so that it won't escape from his grasp.

\”Hmm, I sense something slightly off within you little bird,\” Rarsu uttered with a look of suspicion being directed at the animal. \”Like powerful yet familiar magic assuming its connection within you. Now, tell me why you are really here or me and my new apprentice might be having bird stew for dinner.\”

\”*Chirp!!!*\” The sparrow was sweating profusely in response, nervous at the not so good intentions of its captor.

As Rarsu was about to question the sparrow further, an influx of magic suddenly invaded deep within him.

'RARSU!!!'

\”What the?\”

A booming and commanding voice of telepathy suddenly was heard inside the lizardling's mind as his eyes widen with the utmost astonishment.

It was not just any other voice though.

It was a familiar voice that he hasn't heard for quite a long time.

Much to his very unliking.

'High Druid.' Rarsu's merely stated mentally with an unimpressed tone as he proceeded to communicate with the voice telepathically in their conversation.