Faced with this hopeless case, Levi felt a deep sense of frustration, like a doting father worried sick over a disappointing child.
"I told you to come here to study. Were you planning on learning in your dreams?"
"Boss, this stuff might recognize me, but I sure don't recognize it."
Zat complained with a miserable look on his face, "I'd rather go kill a few hundred enemies than listen to this stuff."
"You ungrateful brat. Get lost and go drill with the Warriors." Levi waved his hand as if shooing away a fly.
"Lord, I'll go too."
Hog quickly raised his hand as well.
Levi nodded helplessly.
The two of them scrambled out as if they were escaping from a man-eating demon's den.
It seemed that for them, training was much easier than studying.
'It seems you really can't force someone to learn Magic. Without Talent, all you can do is stare blankly at this stuff… just like their Lord.'
