God Tier Sword Mage

Chapter. 32 Loki

Silya, Fenrir, and Sylf ran towards the exit of the cave. They ran hand in hand with many questions in their heads.

"Young man, where are you from?"

Sylf opened the question for Fenrir. Sylf was still very curious about Fenrir's origins.

"I come from a mountain range in the northern region of the Balmuth Empire, ma'am."

"Don't call me ma'am, dear. Just call me Sylf."

"I cannot, milady. You are, after all, the master of my masters. I cannot call you by your name, even though I am only a slave, but Mrs Freya taught me to respect my elders and those who have been kind to me by calling them politely."

"Looks like you taught this child well Silya."

Silya just smiled sarcastically at Sylf. Inwardly Silya actually felt happy.

"At least I taught him something useful, unlike someone who even threw his apprentice against two giants in their first training."

Silya insinuated that Sylf had done just that. That first training had made such an impression on Silya that she had almost died from it