Grandpa and the Major refilled my schedule again, so I only had those hours when I finished class early to work at the firm. And things weren't going very well there, either.
To my surprise, the only person at the firm I could stand was Mr. Helygen.
Sure, he was a light mage, and thus chatty, chirp, vulnerable, and extremely concerned with fairness. Grandpa wasn't like that, but then Grandpa grew up in one of the elite Inquisition families, and those families raised their kids in unnatural ways. My brothers, raised in Caerland, in a land full of dark mages, the only light arall in Crow Hill, still showed most of those tendencies (although thankfully they knew how to shut up sometimes and had learned to defend themselves).
Mr. Helygen, despite being a mage, was a pro, and he cared about
