A Tough Person

Mag looked over. It was a little boy that was about 1.2 meters tall. He looked skinny and weak. Even though he was wearing brand new school uniform, Mag could still see that uniform was hanging over his skinny body loosely.

However, he looked at the teacher doing the selection with red, pleading eyes.

Hera stepped forward and patted the boy in consolation. "Beck, your height didn't meet the requirement. According to the rules, you cannot take part in this year's course. Come back next year when you're taller."

"But… I really wanted to learn to cook from Mr. Mag. He's my idol! I want to become a chef who is as great as him," the boy named Beck said with despair. He lowered his head and sobbed. "I-I really can lift that pot."

Hera sighed and turned her gaze to Mag, who was standing at the side.

Mag came over and said to Beck, "I can give you a chance. If you can lift that pot with one hand, you will be admitted."