"I'm just a nobody, tower master." He said, a small smile crept onto his lips.
"Hmm... You awakened the grimoire. Can you tell me how you did it?" She asked, placed her hand below her chin to provide a bit of support to it.
"I can't say if I awakened it, because I feel like..." He took a pause, his eyes drifted towards the palms.
He clenched his fists and continued. "I feel like it chose me." Gaze shifted back towards Valexeria.
"Choose you? Elaborate, Ragnar." She said, voice firm.
"I felt an eerie mana coming from the men's dorm room, and I just followed it."
"Mana? But I never sensed something like it, even though my mana sensing capability is far superior to anyone in here." She said.
Leon shook his head lightly and leaned back into the chair. "That's why I said, it chose me."
"It showed me a trial... of my dead parent." His expressions started to darken, his voice dripping with sudden sadness.
