and the Earl had given Hill the choice of having a small fief Lord or a baron without a fief but with a pioneering order, and he had no hesitation in choosing the baron. Are you kidding me? Hill was not in the mood for the trouble that lay ahead of him, whether magic was not sweet or alchemy was not fun.

No one in the Earl's castle knew that Hill was a warlock, and low-level Mages were not uncommon among aristocrats. Mages took a lot of time to grow and consumed countless resources. Hill, who had a cold relationship with the earl and was sure to get little in the way of wealth, was not taken seriously.

But if a warlock had been born by blood, he would have been sent as a stallion to the nobles in the name of marriage.

Hill just wanted to get as far away as possible, find a place to talk to the Archmage.