Attempt to Kill

Inside Gratlur's office, the old man had quite a pleased expression on his face. "Zangeshu, is that true? Have you decided to work and take my place?"

Roan nodded with a serious expression. "That is not a problem... However, something tells me it would be a little useless even if I do so."

Gratlur didn't expect such an answer from his great-grandson. "Useless? Why? Could it be you think the others won't accept you? There is no need to worry. This is not something that will happen now. We will take our time to train you properly until you are perfectly ready for the job. No one will complain about it, especially considering your talent with those three Sub-Jobs."