Chapter 058: The Smell of Blood

Having listened to Richard's words, Gro wanted to say something, but Richard looked at him and said, "There's one more thing I need to make clear. That is, I'm not actually a wizard, but rather just a wizard apprentice, um, the lowest level one at that. So, even if everything you said before is true, I can't teach you spells."

"Really, it's not possible?" Gro seemed a bit unwilling to give up.

"Really, it's not possible," Richard shook his head calmly.

"Then… do I really have no hope at all of becoming a wizard?" Gro said, not hiding the profound disappointment on his face.

"That's not necessarily the case," Richard spoke again, "Didn't you say that some talented people are taken by boat to the continent to study? As long as you have talent…"

"But I don't have talent," Gro said, his face very somber, "I don't even have the slightest talent, and I can't even enter meditation."