To Cari now, there was no one else he could call "mother" but Qiong Xing.
"No."
He still remembered the words he had once been told, but he couldn't recall her face or even what kind of person she had been.
When Cari saw Albe let out a relieved breath, he realized he wasn't being blamed for not remembering.
"I'm sorry. I've never taught anyone before, so it's probably hard to understand, right?"
It had been a few weeks since Cari started learning magic like this.
Albe's way of teaching was definitely harder to follow than Qiong Xing's, but Cari could tell he was trying his best, so he worked hard too.
"I'm the one who said I wanted to do it."
He had been the one to bring it up.
Before, when they were going to build a house at Iseul's place, he had almost been left behind because it was dangerous, but he insisted and was taken along.
He understood they were worried about him.
That was exactly why he felt frustrated with himself for being unable to do anything.
