Lurking Dangers

"Is that white magician related to your master's order?" Merlin couldn't help but voice out his curiosity.

"A white magician?" Janus lifted one of his thick brows.

"Can't you tell? She possesses magic with blessed attributes." Merlin's eyes brightened yet again, his excitement rising.

Janus snorted.

"Of course I am aware. I just don't think you could put her on the same boat as white magicians."

His eyes of molten gold swept through the crowd, easily locating the hidden figures aka the fake magicians. He couldn't help but feel derision upon laying eyes on them, knowing that these people are of the lowest of the low. They are merely fakes, possessing such nasty things as artificial magic. As a magic king, their very existence is a blasphemy.

How dare they taint something so beautiful?

'Pests…'

If not for his mistress's orders, he would have crushed them all and sent them in the aether. They should never be allowed to walk freely.