You Little Dwarves Sure Are Naive

Mag faltered slightly upon hearing this, not expecting Byron to be so direct with his intentions. He glanced at Luna, who was looking at him with a slightly nervous expression, and nodded with a smile as he said, "You're far too kind, Master Byron. I'm only a novice in the field of mathematics. However, if you deem me worthy to attend the debate, then I'll be sure to do so."

A smile appeared on Byron's face as he said, "Good. The debate will be held tomorrow at 10am, and the venue will be at Carlo Church."

"I'll make sure to be there on time." Mag nodded in response.

Byron released Mag's hand, and turned to Krassu with a warm greeting. "Master Krassu, long time no see."

"Byron, isn't it time for an old man like you to retire? Where's the fun in arguing with a bunch of old men every day? I'm sure the priests at the church are getting sick of you."