Ethan opened his eyes and looked at teacher with a smile.
When he looked at Teacher Griffin with that mischievous smile, he wasn't just being a teenager. He was testing the waters. He had touched the 9th Sky, a realm that should have been impossible. To reveal that would be to paint a target on his back that even the most powerful families could see from across the continent.
"Teacher, I think I have already formed a contract," Ethan said, his voice steady.
Teacher Griffin paused, his eyes narrowing behind his spectacles. The process of contracting was sacred and usually required the teacher's guidance to stabilize the mental link.
"What? You have already formed a contract? Maybe you have misunderstood the process of being chosen by a beast soul as forming a contract?"
Ethan let out a small, sheepish laugh, playing the part of the confused but lucky student.
"Is that what happened? I felt a connection, and then I was back here. I thought it was a contract."
