"Your disciple sure is something," Ramza remarked as he looked through the window of his office. "It seems that you made the right decision in choosing him as your first disciple."
"That, he is." Cairo nodded. "Also, it's more like he chose me, instead of me choosing him."
The two smiled faintly as they watched the young man ran up the stairs that led to the residence of the Hartwell Clan, while carrying on his back a basket commonly used by those who gathered herbs.
It was halfway filled with stones, and this was the tenth time the young man had climbed the stairs since he woke up this morning.
Even at a different place, Alex found a way to continue his daily training, not wanting to waste a single day before his departure for Briarwood Village.
He had also received news from Cairo that the Town of Thaloria was expecting a monster outbreak in the next few days.
Alex told his Master he planned to return to the town to help defend it, and Cairo agreed.
