Who caused this mess?"
An angry Arlo walked into the living room and looked down at the two twins.
They looked at his brooding eyes and felt nervous. Maya stepped back, letting Aydin face him alone.
"Me," Aydin admitted to Arlo. "But I didn't mean to."
Aydin explained how he had indirectly destroyed the living room while learning three spells in a row.
After hearing him out, Arlo realized that his bloodline was unique and his potential was terrifying. Such people shouldn't be harmed. They should be treated with care. It's a known fact that the emperor loved talented individuals, and if someone caught his eye, he would help them realize their potential. As his follower, Arlo had the same mentality, and he felt the desire to train this mad brat into an archmage.
'But he is Roy's slave. It's up to Roy to decide his life, not me.' Arlo suppressed his desire to train Aydin.
Seeing him so silent, Aydin feared for the worst, and he humbly bowed to him, "Please accept my apology."
Arlo also remained stoic even as Aydin lowered his head to him, but he raised his hand in order to help him help.
His action was mistaken as something else by Maya.
"Please don't punish him," Maya came between them and looked at Arlo with tearful and worried-filled eyes.
"I wasn't planning to."
Looking at the innocent looks on their face have long made him concede the issue.
"Don't do it again."
Arlo warned the boy and snapped his finger, and the living room returned to its original look.
"Where is Roy?" Arlo asked.
Maya replied, "I saw him going to the kitchen."
They went to the kitchen and saw Roy fill up a pot with water.
Aydin came up to him. "Master, I have learned the three spells."
"Good job." Roy patted his head, causing him such immense embarrassment that his face turned beet red.
Aydin moved away from him. "I am not a kid; why pat me?"
Although he enjoyed it when he was giving him pats, he was a man, not a cat, so how could he admit that he liked being petted?
Roy chuckled, "You're a kid to me."
Half-elves mentally aged slower than humans, so even though Aydin was physically as old as Roy, mentally, he was half his age. It was quite right for Roy to treat the twins like kids.
"I am not a kid!" Aydin's cheeks puffed up like a squirrel eating walnut, and blood rushed to his face; he was entirely red.
He looked quite cute, although he was trying to be angry.
Seeing him like that, Maya smiled, but she covered her mouth with her hand as she feared he would notice that she was smiling at him and become angrier.
"Okay, okay, stop teasing the kid, or his head would explode."
Arlo stopped Roy from making fun of the half-elven boy.
"Alright," Roy replied before focusing on what he was doing.
He put the pot full of water on the boiler, healing it up at an incredible speed. It quickly started giving off steam.
Aydin's eyes curiously traced his back. "Won't you ask me how?"
"Not interested."
Roy had pretty much already guessed all there was to Aydin, and if he wanted to know more, he could always inspect him and go through his character and background speeds.
'I bet the mana database is updated with new information about Aydin. If I inspect him again, I will get a better understanding of him.' Roy spared a passing glance at Aydin, who was dying to tell Roy how special he was.
Seeing him so disinterested in knowing what makes him special, Aydin's mood soured.
"My bloodline is special, and it helps me master magic faster than others." He told him anyway.
Aydin wanted Roy to realize how special he was, as then Roy would treasure him more.
Being treasured meant being not discarded.
Aydin believed that Roy wouldn't abandon them now that he knew of his greatness.
"I… see."
Roy still treated him as casually as ever.
"I have reached the peak of level 1 in one day." Aydin buzzed around him, hoping to catch his eye.
"I know." Roy's words shocked the twins.
"W-what? How do you know that?" Maya blinked her eyes at him in bewilderment.
"I can see through people, and I read you like a book." Roy wasn't lying to impress the twins.
He could really discern the power level of anyone below or 15 levels above him, and he could even read their life like a book.
"What are you doing here instead of resting?" Arlo questioned his hard-working nephew.
"Making core purifying elixirs."
After giving a short reply to Arlo, Roy took out all the eternal weeds from his subspace and put them in the pot with boiling water.
He didn't put a lid on it, and hence, black steam that smelled like shit escaped the pot and spread, permeating the surrounding.
The fresh and cozy air of the library instantly turned into the suffocating and stinging smell of sewers.
Arlo and the twins were so offended by this smell that their noses scrunched up, and Julian and the maids were forced awake by it.
Tracing the smell to its source, the maids wore a jacket over their nightgown and came out of their room before walking to the kitchen.
Julian could also be seen going there.
"What is that disgusting potion?" Arlo pointed at the black shit-like liquid in the pot with a trembling finger. "I have never heard of it, nor have I ever seen anything like that. It looks like a failure of a potion."
Delilah just happened to reach close to the kitchen when that was said, and she sarcastically chuckled, "Are you sure you are making a potion and not a poison, my lord?"
Roy ignored their remarks, picked up the pot when the water was indistinguishable from the eternal weeds, then he poured the slimy, black liquid into copper glasses that he took out from the drawers, and he managed to fill a total of thirty from that one pot.
It was time to share this unbelievable strength-increasing miracle with his subordinates and friends!
