LOOKING FOR A MASTER

LOOKING FOR A MASTER

"Who do you think you are boy? Do you think none of us are comparable to you?" a conjurer asked me angrily.

"Write it on the paper. Apprentice champion rejects all the useless Conjurers in the Conferment Ceremony", I shouted to the reporters of the Herald Times without replying to the angry guy.

"Oriese, behave yourself for once", Orol shouted to me from the audience.

The Conjurers were about to attack me for my rude behavior, when Conjurer Iras said to me, "You can't become an apprentice without a master".

"Yes, those are the rules of the Conjurer Court. You will forfeit this apprenticeship if you do not recognize one of us as your master and given your attitude, none of us here will accept you as their disciple", Conjurer Ivior said to me threateningly.

"There is no need. I already have a master", I said to them to their shock and surprise.