Chapter (223): Rose forest (1)
Frank Foley tilted his head, peering at the thick heavy books that were dropping on each other one after another in front of him. He slouched more as if they were plummeting on his back.
"You must learn our language in a month and read all of these books in a year to be able to use your sleeping magic."
"What about this?"
William looked at the tattoo, the magic locker must be erased off the core of his magic source.
"I will bring someone to erase it. But it is painful."
Frank didn't care about any pain, nothing was worse than seeing his mother's death, being slaughtered in front of him who was weak that couldn't cause them a scratch and save her.
"How can you see this magic locker? My mother said no one is able to see it."
"Only I can see. It is my skill to feel magic. But from the first meeting we had, I didn't see your wrist. If I did I wouldn't let you go."
He confessed, drily.