Silver platter

"Why me? I mean, I'm not even chummy with that asshole! Why do you think that he wouldn't notice if I'm trying to wipe his memory of a particular thing?" I asked, as I looked at the both of them alternatively.

"Well, trust me. It's better if you are the one doing it." Emil spoke.

"And Emil would be right about that." Jerome nodded his head as he spoke.

"Come on, guys! Give me a reason now, will ya? Why the heck are you just not giving me a proper explanation, huh? Also, ain't Emil a mage as well?" I asked.

"I mean, you did hear Jerome say that he can't train me with the spell that I want, right?" Emil asked.

"Well, it's not that I can't train you… It's just that it will be too late the moment you learn the spell." Jerome shrugged as he spoke.

"So, you're telling me that I'm not that bright as my brother?" It seemed like Emil took offense in what was being said.