Roman's face turned serious. "I understand that, but I don't think I'll regret it," he said with absolute resolution. It was also a good practice, even if it seemed like a challenging trial for his first time. Even if he did regret it, wouldn't that be a experience. "Ahah, that means they trust you enough to visit you out class," he mused approvingly. He was approachable as a teacher if they dared to encroach their free time, no matter how grumpy he could get.
In other words, he was a different kind of magus from Lev and Marisbilly. Marisbilly didn't even have patience to talk to his own daughter from what he observed, he left her education to her tutors.
Maybe I should talk to Billy about that, Roman briefly pondered, knowing he didn't speak up because he really had no place to lecture Marisbilly about his lack of fatherly concern. Roman's trail of thoughts was interrupted shortly.
"Um, well, maybe I speak of ignorance, but science and magecraft are not that far apart. It's true they work as opposites but," Roman paused, searching for his words to explain it, "They set similar goals and require the benefit of sharing a perception and its laws to sanction its efficiency."
Roman watched mildly confused how Waver's cheeks became flushed, he didn't understand what could have made him so flustered, but he himself was experiencing a pang of concern he spoke more than he should have. Yet he knew Marisbilly wouldn't mind.
"It's all potentially what ifs, for now, but many people are working hard together to assemble everything," Roman continued, even though threats were everywhere. "The world's defense system is efficient for the most part. Chaldea would simply step in to fill the small exceptions that could grow troublesome. That is Marisbilly Animusphere's goal. The protection of the future of our civilization. That is why I decided to support him," he declared. "This is classified, of course, but I feel you're a man I can trust."
A man who would still put up with his students dropping by meant he was concerned about the future. Not just with the mystical journey other magi became engrossed with.
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In other words, he was a different kind of magus from Lev and Marisbilly. Marisbilly didn't even have patience to talk to his own daughter from what he observed, he left her education to her tutors.
Maybe I should talk to Billy about that, Roman briefly pondered, knowing he didn't speak up because he really had no place to lecture Marisbilly about his lack of fatherly concern. Roman's trail of thoughts was interrupted shortly.
"Um, well, maybe I speak of ignorance, but science and magecraft are not that far apart. It's true they work as opposites but," Roman paused, searching for his words to explain it, "They set similar goals and require the benefit of sharing a perception and its laws to sanction its efficiency."
Roman watched mildly confused how Waver's cheeks became flushed, he didn't understand what could have made him so flustered, but he himself was experiencing a pang of concern he spoke more than he should have. Yet he knew Marisbilly wouldn't mind.
"It's all potentially what ifs, for now, but many people are working hard together to assemble everything," Roman continued, even though threats were everywhere. "The world's defense system is efficient for the most part. Chaldea would simply step in to fill the small exceptions that could grow troublesome. That is Marisbilly Animusphere's goal. The protection of the future of our civilization. That is why I decided to support him," he declared. "This is classified, of course, but I feel you're a man I can trust."
A man who would still put up with his students dropping by meant he was concerned about the future. Not just with the mystical journey other magi became engrossed with.