"Mr. Ira...who were you writing a letter to just now?"
"Yes, Lady Ira, I'm curious too."
Looking at Satan Ye's resentful question and Sirina's snickering, Ira turned her head away, unsure how to answer, and said, "Ah, it's no one, just a... apprentice."
However, Satanie received the correct answer almost instantly: "Isabella?"
"Huh? How did you know I have so many apprentices?"
Ira was stunned for a moment, and his reaction was tantamount to admitting his mistake.
"Um……"
Satan looked conflicted. She stared at Ira's face but couldn't discern his emotions or thoughts. She said, "Because you only said you were Teacher Isabella, didn't you?"
Ah, that makes sense. It seems that Ira never told Satanye that he was also the teacher of all the consuls, as well as many imperial mages, imperial alchemists, and imperial generals.
"Okay, it really is her."
As he said this, Ira stood up, ruffled Satan's hair, and looked at the distant sea, saying, "Training complete? Shall we go check on the sirens?"
"Hmm..."
Satan Ye pondered for a moment, then looked up and followed Ira downstairs as if nothing had happened. She said, "If Isabella wants you to go back, then you can go back to the Empire."
"..."
Ira paused for a moment, but continued walking downstairs, saying, "No, she didn't want me to come back. How should I put it... I left peacefully, you could say we parted amicably."
Although there is still some melancholy, one must always look forward... Isabella said she was looking forward to the day she would fight Ira, and Ira, who was announced by her, was also looking forward to it.
Let's go then!
Let's have a go!
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