Chapter 38 – The Family
Seraphine hadn't looked away from his face even once. Her arm still curled around his as if he might vanish the second she blinked. The warmth of her presence was oddly grounding—but also mildly suffocating.
Leon sighed.
'She's not letting this go, huh.'
He could already see the question forming in her eyes again, that flicker of intense curiosity barely masked by her usual calm.
Sure enough—
"What class did you get?" she asked, soft but persistent.
It wasn't a demand. Just a quiet need to know. As his master. As the person who had trained him, watched him grow, and perhaps most of all—believed in him long before anyone else did.
He paused.
A breath passed between them.
Then he gave her a small smile—just enough to disarm, just enough to redirect.
"I awakened an A-rank class."
There. Quick. Clean. Not too low. Not too high. Just believable enough.
Seraphine blinked—staring at him for a long moment.
