Chapter 61: The Foolish Mage of the Mage Association Falls in Love with an Elf

Hill sat quietly reading for a while until dusk arrived.

He stood up, knocked on the door, and walked into Fran's room.

Fran was also preparing his attire for the evening banquet.

He looked at Hill's clothes and laughed with interest, "Do you have black?"

"I thought grandfather would like silver?" Hill replied with a smile.

"Clothes with silver trim are fine. But pure silver is too flashy," Fran responded dismissively.

Hill had nothing to say and took out the two robes he had prepared.

They were similar in style to the one he was wearing, except one was pure black and the other was black with silver trim. Both had same-color Array Runes on them.

Fran picked up the pure black one and tucked it away, taking the silver-trimmed one into the bathroom, "What color did you prepare for Adrian?"

"Deep red with gold trim. There's also a black one."

"Give him the black one. We'll talk about the deep red one later," Fran's voice carried from afar.