Chapter 133 Wolban's Advice

Mongna Ant Land Cottage, within a sorcerer's steeple.

Wolban had an audience with his long-unseen mentor, Sorceress Andaya, a woman who exuded a keep-your-distance chill. He knew this was simply her usual demeanor and not aimed personally at him.

At the mentor's inquiry, Wolban recounted the mission's events in minute detail.

In the mission, two 3rd Class apprentices from the Hunting Team had perished, and as the team leader, Wolban bore some responsibility.

Hearing his account, Andaya's gaze grew colder, and even the temperature around seemed to drop slightly.

"Let's hear your thoughts."

"I've dishonored myself, Mentor."

"Good, you know shame. Look at what you've all done, scrambling around blindly, eyes veiled by greed, saved by others, bailed out by others. Compared to the Enchantment Group, you're barely fit to be seen."

"I'm ashamed, Mentor."

Facing his mentor's sternness, Wolban was utterly ashamed.