smile plastered to his face.- You can leave us now.- Master Tilion said this without even a trace of emotion, but Bleist saw some glint in the mage's ever lively eyes.
-But...- the boy started in surprise.
-Leave us alone.- The old man interrupted him. This time some strange, muffled note sounded in the tone of his voice.
-I am your assistant, sire.- Gino bowed, feigning a respectful pose, but it was clear that it was only a pretense.-I am here to assist your magnificence.- He did not even stir from his position.
-Well, that's right Gino.- There was some warm note in Master Tilion's voice. He turned to his assistant and smiled very friendly. Darius tensed up already sensing what was going on.- You are ONLY an assistant.- This time the temperature in the room dropped and not only figuratively.- Now leave us alone and don't come back again.- The old man added sharply.- I am fed up with your behaviour, you are fired.
-What...But...- Gino stood with his mouth wide open and stared at the Grand Master. He looked really funny, but Bleist was able to hide his amusement, as well as the satisfaction he derived from the current situation.- After all, I....
-If I have to repeat myself again you will be carried out by the City Guard.- The threat was not uttered in an ominous tone, but its message was clear. If Gino did not listen, he was heading for a visit to the city jail. The arrogant wizard only now realised the situation he was in. He grimaced in rage, turned on his heel and left without a word.
Darius took a sip of tea and was surprised to find that he knew the taste. He looked at the brew with raised eyebrows and looked curiously at the heavily sighing Grand Master.
-I can see that you like it.- Tilion reached for his cup and tasted the tea.- I really must admit that this is the first time I have drunk such. A distinct yet delicate taste of fruit, a barely perceptible earthy aftertaste and
