“What are you doing?”

Ghislain squirmed uncomfortably as Morris hugged him tightly. But Morris wasn’t about to let go and grabbed both of Ghislain’s arms firmly again.

“You brat… This black sorcerer… I thought you were just a lucky fool, but now… you’ve grown so much, become a Master, and even brought these gifts…”

“What nonsense are you talking about?”

“Thank you! You brat!”

Morris, tears of gratitude welling up, hugged Ghislain again.

The other nobles simply clicked their tongues and rolled their eyes at the sight.

Morris was a straightforward man. He had never hidden his emotions in his …