It took about half an hour for Michael to explain the creation of the Reborn company before Seberus finally calmed down.
"You know,' Michael quipped, "for an 8-star wizard with the title of Tranquil Blazing King of Fire, you're surprisingly adept at water."
Seberus sat in his chair, still fanning himself to calm down.
"It's your fault," Seberus said, shooting him a glare. "Who would have thought that you're the one who created Reborn Chess? I thought it was some reclusive sage, someone older and wiser than me…"
Everyone in the Magic Tower had believed that the owner of Reborn was a hermit, a hidden master who had recused himself from the world. But now, that image was shattered—replaced by Michael's sly grin.
"What kind of monstrous genius are you?" Severus grumbled. "Magic, Business, Supreme Skill… you have everything, don't you? What a cheat!"
