Ashok giving up on his thoughts stood still, his crimson eyes unwavering as they bore into Hamiel.
His plan had been simple—let the dwarf point out his mistake so he could dissect and counter it.
But Hamiel had just started.
With a deep exhale, the dwarf straightened his posture, adjusting his stance as if settling in for a long-winded lecture.
"That is why kids should not be arrogant," Hamiel began, his voice rumbling through the hall like rolling thunder.
"Hah! You get a few small things right, and suddenly, you believe you've mastered everything. And at the end of the day, you mess up the bigger ones."
As the dwarf continued speaking, his mustache barely concealed the amused smile playing beneath it.
"To think you would go around declaring, 'I know everything.' Hmph! You should always remain humble, polite to your elders. You should refine your way of speaking. You would—"
It was obvious now—Hamiel was enjoying himself.
