Crimson Phoenix Guardian- Aspiration to the Heavens: Becoming the Supreme Mage 4

Episode 59: Hierarchian Fortitude

*Robert*

"Tammy," I said, staring at the laptop screen. Dylan had to log off for a bit as the second-years had begun to catch on. Ha. That Lei guy certainly was something. How had he figured out that we were spying on him?

My eyes shifted toward Iah, who was sitting in a corner, rotating stones around his hand. Why was he using such basic training?

"Shouldn't you try out something more intensive?" I asked.

"I need to learn to crawl before I can walk again," the prince of Mina mumbled.

What did he mean by that? He wasn't a beginner. Had something happened to him that I was unaware of?

"I've been meaning to ask, but you're that Hierarchian general, aren't you? General Boheart, I think it was," Iah said, raising his piercing golden eyes at me.

I smirked. "Ahh, so you caught me. Truth be told, I'm surprised to see you again so soon. More so that you decided to join our little group."

Iah turned away. "I had no choice."

I scoffed. "One always has a choice. It's just that some have worse outcomes or higher risks than others. You simply took what you felt was the 'safe' choice."

He frowned and stood up. "I'm going to go check out the training room. Meant to check it out earlier."

Why hadn't he?

My eyes shifted back to Dylan's laptop. He had lent it to me while he went out grocery shopping. We had no ingredients for tonight's dinner.

I smiled. "Has Mrs. Huo given you a regimen yet?"

He turned around. "No, but isn't everyone training in their own way?"

"Not exactly. Most of us follow Ms. Huo's regimens. She can make some really good ones. That woman's the closest we got to a 'Team Mom' here. Hmm, wonder if I could ask her to make one for a certain blonde."

He pointed at himself. "Me?"

I laughed. "No, not you! Someone a lot peppier."

The prince narrowed his eyes at me. "Are you calling me mopey?"

"Huh? That wasn't my intention. It's just that Cart really is a happy-go-lucky kind of guy."

His expression softened. "Oh? I knew someone like that. Well, a couple of people like that."

"I see. Hey, how about a spar?"

He stared at his rocks. "I have to decline. My power still needs polishing. I don't want to have to depend on Ratmir to win. Especially a spar of all things."

I sighed. "If you say so." Had hoped that he would use it. Learning the fighting style of Ratmir was paramount.

"Hmph, what better way than to polish your power in battle?" a maroon-haired girl dressed from head to toe in black leather said as she walked into the room. She bared her teeth at Iah.

He snickered, causing her to grumble.

"What's so funny?"

"Sorry, it's just that you reminded me of one of my teammates with that. He loves battling to test his strength. Though, your demeanor is more like that of my other teammate and the aforementioned one's triplet sister."

Triplet sister? So the one she reminded him of had to be Lei or his brother.

I snickered. "Seems Cart has a lot in common with this friend of yours."

He smiled. "Yeah."

"So, still not going to battle?" the girl grunted.

Iah smirked and approached her. "Fine. I'll accept your challenge. I just hope I do not disappoint."