“Brother?” The small three-year-old boy flew around Merlin's figure. His face was full of questions which looked very cute.
The appearance of Merlin, who had changed into a white cloak and put on a unique white mask, amazed the little boy very much.
Merlin, who looked like a ten-year-old boy, was only slightly bigger than Harry.
“Come here,” an unreadable voice called out.
Merlin's little hand stretched out, inviting the little one to come closer.
But this little boy was extremely mischievous. No matter what he said, the boy did the opposite. The more Merlin called, the further he moved away.
The small figure immediately flew up into the sky.
“Catch me, catch me, catch me, catch me if you can, brother.” The little boy laughed cheekily. The figure flew higher and higher. fearlessly in the air.
Being a Wind Elemental Master since he was young had made his power extremely strong. His speed was even comparable to a Sorcerer's.