101 The aura of a Princess

After ruining my chat with Marius, Adelphium leaves. He walks away without looking back, bringing his powerful aura with him.

«That was scary,» Marius sighs.

«He didn't notice anything,» I point out. «He doesn't know how to sense magic. No one taught him.»

«That's ridiculous. A mage like that, not feeling anything?»

«Those associated with the Church were often repressed as children. They would learn to use their powers late, and also only for the Church's benefits.»

«He's the High Priest.»

«I don't know, Marius. He doesn't seem evil to me.»

«To me, neither. But his appearance shouldn't fool you.»

«Am I one to be fooled by someone's appearance?»

Marius blinks, looking at me with the patience of a sage.

He waits for me to realise my own words and repent of my flaws.

I was fooled by Ignis: that's right.

«It doesn't happen as often,» I say. «It was only once.»