“He resembles us? If that’s the case, shall I invite him to join the Knights of the Black Lion?”

“Hadn’t you already decided to do that?”

“I intended to respect that child’s resolve. It also feels a little too early to invite him right now. After all, isn’t he still in the middle of growing up? In my personal opinion, he really doesn’t need to learn magic, but….”

“It’s not like he’s wasting his time by learning magic, right?” Gion asked optimistically.

Carmen gave a cold reminder, “That’s as long as it doesn’t cause him to drift from his path.”

Gion recalled Eward. Could that child really have… attempted to learn black magic? Gion had yet to accept such a fact. Carmen glanced over at Gion’s troubled face. 

“...Eward will be placed under surveillance,” she said eventually.

Gion remained silent, “....”

“We have already dispatched one of our Black Lions to Tanis’ relatives. Since he’s the eldest son of the main family, Eward will be spared having his throat cut, but there will be no next time. Eward will live under surveillance for the rest of his life. And of course,...