"What do you want from me? I don't have any wealth. I don't have any treasures that I can give you. I don't even have any influence at the Academy that can be used by you."
"You don't have to worry about your influence. When I am done, no one would dare to claim that they have more influence than you in the Academy, including the descendants of big families."
Elias didn't want any treasures. He didn't even want any wealth or influence. He already had enough of it. What he wanted was a somewhat blank slate, which was exactly what the boy had.
"You..." The boy raised his head, finding Elias's words strange. His eyes looked through the gaps in his disheveled hair with suspicion.
"There is only one thing I want from you," Elias said, ignoring the suspicious look.
"And what is that?"
"Just stay in this place, and don't create any trouble. In this place, you won't lack food to eat. You can also read the books that are available here to keep you entertained."
