In short, Kael really couldn’t appreciate such a performance. Perhaps he indeed lacked any artistic sense.
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a pat on his shoulder.
He almost instinctively made a counterattack, but quickly retracted his magic energy. Turning his head, he somewhat helplessly said to his mentor, Luxius,
"Mentor, please don’t randomly pat my shoulder from behind next time."
"Got it. I mainly wanted to see how you’d react. It seems you can barely pass."
Kael rotated halfway in his chair and looked at Luxius, saying, "Isn’t it because you’re here, Mentor, that I don’t need to maintain such a cautious attitude?"
"You do have a way with words," Luxius said with a laugh.
"Is this your disciple, Luxius?"
A gentle voice came, and several people instinctively looked at the somewhat thin elderly man standing behind Luxius.
His hair was half gray and disheveled; he looked a bit unkempt. But when he wore formal attire and the badge of the Magic Monarch granted by the Mage Association, the way he pushed his small round glasses gave a warm, elder-like feeling.
Kael was somewhat surprised. Why did Bartlet Monarch come directly at this time? Weren’t there still many important matters to discuss at their table of top-tier bigwigs?
He and Lily made a mage’s salute to the elderly man, and Elanna, who was beside them, also did a knight’s salute.
In fact, beings like Bartlet Monarch were quite rare on the continent.
Among many monarchs, Bartlet Monarch was considered relatively old. Perhaps it was because the land of the Bell Federation where he was early on was too chaotic, causing him to miss the prime period for rapid magic study for a long time.
As the saying goes, "late bloomers," sometimes it isn’t always about deep accumulation but just about past neglect and delays.
"Mr. Bartlet, good evening. It’s truly an honor to meet you tonight."
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Lily’s expression was also a bit excited. She was a devout seeker of knowledge and always held tremendous respect for such elderly and powerful mages.
Not to mention that this was a Magic Monarch.
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He was an old mage who, on the eve of the establishment of the Yibel Federation, crossed the ocean to the Holy Briania to study manipulation spells. Throughout his life, he continually deepened all kinds of manipulation magic, achieving an outstanding level in this field rarely seen.
Although, as the strongest manipulation mage among humans, he still hadn’t reached the demigod level compared to other mage schools, in the field of manipulation, he wasn’t any different from a demigod.
After all, he wasn’t one of those morally bankrupt teachers in the fantasy underworld, claiming to be a master yet failing to produce anything useful.
The gap between the two was the difference between an expert and a charlatan.
"You are Kael?" Bartlet Monarch looked at Kael with an appraising gaze, but after a few more glances, his face lit up with a brilliant smile, and he said,
"A mixed blood incubus who can channel all his charm toward positive realms rather than choosing the deceitful paths of other incubi is already rare enough.
Your strength is impressive; no wonder Luxius keeps mentioning you during our chats."
Though Bartlet Monarch’s words sounded like he was critiquing him, Kael understood that this wasn’t criticism but a form of support.
What was the simplest way to prove whether an incubus had strayed?
Let their kin assess whether this guy wasn’t a vile incubus, or... let a manipulation magic monarch evaluate them.
Just this one evaluation could erase much of the market’s unfavorable slander against Kael.
Judging a person’s worth by themselves was useless.
But if someone highly regarded and capable in the relevant field judged whether they frequently used evil incubus spells, it made all the difference.
Elanna, standing nearby, also smartly grasped Bartlet Monarch’s intention. Smiling, she said to him,
"Thank you very much for your straightforward words about Kael. Kael is a qualified lord and human. Whether he is human doesn’t depend on what kind of blood flows in his veins but on his steadfast heart standing with humanity.
On this point, I trust him completely."
Bartlet Monarch laughed heartily at her words and sighed, "Youth is wonderful. If I had such a girl caring about me and quietly waiting for my return in my hometown back then, maybe I could have completed my magic studies faster."
Kael laughed and replied, "Meeting Elanna has also been my good fortune."
Bartlet Monarch suddenly turned to Elanna, waggling his eyebrows and teasing,
"Miss Elanna... I didn’t mispronounce your name, did I? You should cherish him well. After all, the charm of an incubus is quite delightful."
Kael, somewhat speechless, looked at the monarch, who had the air of an old uncle fond of neighborhood gossip and suddenly realized the cheeky nature of this unashamed monarch.