Alevia was noncommittal. She could tell with a single glance that Ian was merely a Middle Level Apprentice.
However, a student worthy of being marked by Douglas should be, at the very least, a Genius Level High Level Apprentice.
It seemed this young man had some extraordinary methods up his sleeve.
"I can help you erase the mark. But what will you give me in exchange?"
Alevia's expression was calm. Official Wizards didn't just act recklessly, especially since erasing a mark was tantamount to making an enemy of someone.
"I have a Silent Flower. I wonder if it's enough to be worthy of your help."
"So you were the one who killed Nolan. Quite the accomplishment!"
Even many Wizards had heard about the trouble Nolan had caused at the ruins back then; it was clear how big of a scene he had made.
This time, Alevia seriously sized up Ian, her gaze sweeping over him from top to bottom, making his skin crawl.
