Xavier Henshaw

The white haired man smiled widely, the few wrinkles on his face folding as he did so. His deep, blue eyes were full of a certain mystique that Michael could not grasp, even though the man was not trying too much to hide anything.

'B rank mage...' Mee's voice echoed within Michael's mind, and he nodded mentally.

"The expedition to kill of a B rank dragon was quite an interesting event. My sons were able to see for themselves how strong your people are. Although, you did not show off your personal prowess, it is obvious that you will be much stronger." Xavier spoke slowly and in a dignified manner.

"Ah, yes." Michael nodded his head with a small smile. He wanted to know where Xavier was taking the conversation.

"I was told that the dragon was not killed, but was instead taken alive by you. Do you mind me asking what you have done with that mighty beast?" The white haired man leaned forward.