Leylin rushed the carriage forward, wandering aimlessly around the streets.
He thought about Ivy and how she looked like a little puppy that was being abandoned. Even now, the sight felt a little bit laughable.
Magi always advocated voluntary transactions.
The way Leylin saw it was that while Ivy provided him with blood, he brought Ivy on the journey to this place. He even demonstrated his might to find her a place to sleep for the near future. This should have been enough to pay her back for her contribution.
In regards to bringing her along on the journey, Leylin felt that he didn’t have the spare time to take care of such a cumbersome being.
Not to mention, if there was no suitable Warlock meditation method for her, Ivy would never be able to become a level 1 acolyte.