"It's been two months, no mistake!"
"Didn't anyone inform you?"
"No." Carl's expression darkened. "No one ever mentioned it."
The timing was off! Over a month ago, Tim was still sending messages to Hibell, but he never brought up Adolf's death. How could such important news be omitted?
"Carl!" Amidst their conversation, Tim, clad in a Wizard's robe, rushed over, beads of sweat on his forehead. "When did you arrive? Why didn't you send a message in advance?"
"Just arrived," Carl frowned and asked, "Why didn't you tell us about the tutor's death?"
"The tutor?" Tim raised an eyebrow, not answering the question directly, but instead firmly corrected, "Carl, there's something wrong with the term you use for him. You met the tutor less than three times. He didn't formally accept you as his disciple."
"You can only call him 'Teacher'!"
