Accepting a Beast, and Thief

Victor wanted to know if his daughter was safe. A beast teaching her? A beast inside their house?

He asked first, not because he was a kind guy, but because Arthur was too mysterious for him. If Arthur was truly a beast, it had to be one way too powerful for someone like him.

Hell, Victor was certain few mages on the entire planet could win against such beast. What was he supposed to do?

Arthur looked at him, and there was no way to lie, not to such a kind person.

"If he hates me, and asks me to leave, I will do it," Arthur thought.

"Victor, I am a beast," Arthur said, making the other party quiet.

Victor had a look of slight fear, but Tracy seemed to be alright. She was not scared of some beast, and even if Arthur was one, so what? He had treated her and the others well, better than some humans who called themselves nice people.

"But I am no ordinary beast, that is. Have you ever heard of dragons?"