Alwin almost rolled his eyes but did not dare since Dimo was looking at him with such innocent and admiring eyes.

Dimo might end up misunderstanding that Alwin was annoyed at him if he saw Alwin rolling his eyes.

"Then you better study well," Alwin was defeated and back down.

"Yes, Master! I will do my best," Dimo beamed once again and Alwin could not help but smile back.

"Oh, and I’m not the Empress magician. I am the Emperor’s," Alwin corrected.

"Eh?" Dimo tilted his head and blinked twice as if he was shocked and puzzled. "Then, why are you always with Her Majesty instead of His Majesty?"

"His Majesty can protect himself. No one has ever defeated him here so there is no need to follow him all the time," Alwin explained.

Arabella was rather delighted that Alwin was answering all of Dimo’s questions without complaint.

She was indeed the only one whom he treated so rudely. But she could let it pass as them being friends now after he helped her have Ferdinand return even at such great risk.

She was used to it by now anyway.

Moreover, since she had to be almost always careful with her words when she was speaking with Ferdinand who tended to overthink and overinterpret things, it was nice to have someone like Alwin whom she could speak with without restraints.

Since Alwin was speaking to her freely and ranting to her about everything, she could rant to him and speak freely too. This way, she would not be the only one listening to his complaints.

"Then, did His Majesty send you to follow Her Majesty all the time? Why? There are other magicians here," Dimo tilted his head.

Dimo had gotten comfortable with Alwin too so he was not afraid to keep asking him questions.

"Because I am the best magician here. And His Majesty simply wants to protect his beloved," Alwin replied matter-of-factly.

For other people, his statement would seem so arrogant, but Alwin was indeed just speaking a fact. He was the best magician here so Ferdinand chose him. That was all.

Dimo glanced at Arabella and stared at her for several seconds.

[His Majesty’s beloved? Oh, I see... Right. Her Majesty is his wife. Did Father feel sad parting with Aunt Sonia... Wasn’t she, his beloved?.... Is he still sad until now?]

Dimo’s bright eyes were shadowed with sadness. His eyes cast down on the floor, looking so dejected that Alwin flinched at the sight.

[Huh?! What’s wrong with what I said?!]

Alwin glanced at Arabella for help knowing that she knew what Dimo was thinking about.

{He got depressed when he thought of his father since Sonia was also once his father’s beloved.}

Arabella clarified to the puzzled Alwin.

{How could he suddenly relate one word to his Aunt?}

Alwin didn’t understand why just that word suddenly made Dimo remember his father and his aunt when they were supposed to be talking about why he was with Arabella all the time.

{He is feeling guilty and responsible that the two parted because of him.}

Arabella further explained to Alwin, as she heard more depressed thoughts from Dimo.

{Then, cheer him up or something. A sulky child looks terrible.}

Alwin said as if it was bothersome but he obviously felt bad for Dimo.

Arabella did not want Dimo to continue feeling depressed either so she knew just what to say to cheer him up.

"Dimo, if you want to be near as powerful as your masters, you need to eat more. So come on, eat up," Arabella invited Dimo to continue eating.

"Oh, right! My chocolate cake! The beautiful new maid gave these foods to me," Dimo beamed once again, completely forgetting about his depressing thoughts when he recalled his cake.

Arabella and Alwin sighed in relief once Dimo was back to being cheerful as he ate his chocolate cake.

Seeing Dimo depressed did not feel good at all. His bright and excited eyes suited him better.

’Hmm. Maybe he needs to meet with his father again so he would know his father is doing well,’ Arabella wondered.

Perhaps, if Dimo saw that his father was perfectly fine without Sonia, then he would not feel like his father might be sad and it was his fault that the two separated.

’I should speak with Duke Olivier for a bit too.’

Arabella wanted to ask Dimo if he would like to see his father, but he might become depressed again if he recalled his father might be sad.

{Alwin, can you have someone inform Duke Olivier to see his son? But I would like to speak with him before he meets with Dimo.}

Arabella decided to ask Alwin and speak with Duke Olivier instead. The Duke needed to show his son that he was happy even without Sonia.

The Duke must still be trying to move on from Sonia, but he needed to show his son that he was fine now and did not need Sonia in his life anymore.

{Sure.}

Alwin agreed without any complaints. He already figured out what Arabella was trying to do.

{Oh, and Dimo already knows about teleportation because he had read about it in storybooks. He said he already knows if the spell activated is a teleportation spell. He could feel it.}

Arabella informed Alwin. After all, this matter even shocked Rendell who had been with capable magicians. And sure, there goes Alwin’s reaction.

{What?! He could even already tell what the spell is?! I activated that spell in less than a second but he still noticed?!}

Alwin was wide-eyed and gave Arabella a serious look. It was clear that he did not expect this either.

[How could he tell when I did it so quickly?

Teleportation is an advanced-level spell.

Humans who learn to teleport it take very long to learn about it.

Let alone be able to tell if a spell that was cast was teleportation.

Is he even more talented than we thought?]

Alwin eyed Dimo like he wanted to dissect him and learn about everything he was hiding in that little body of his.