"Master Leo, you are already twelve years old. Since you can't practice fighting spirit, why not try magic. Although magic does not have as high a status as fighting spirit, in recent years, with the contribution of magicians in the abyss battlefield, it has been gradually accepted. Even the Pope is studying the mysteries of magic."
"That's impossible." Leo suddenly stood up angrily, looked at Fabre with a ferocious expression, and said word by word: "I am the son of Holy Knight Thunder. Even if I am an ordinary person in this life, I will not touch such lowly things as magic."
"Okay, okay... No touching, no touching, but the son of Captain Leo can't really be an ordinary person all his life. Although that is very good, but..." Fabre shook his head helplessly and said: "It really can't be done. I can only show my old face and borrow the face of the "Judgment Knights" again to see if I can get His Majesty the Pope to agree to let you learn the magic of light. "
Intention: The vindictive and useless Leo revives the Judgment Knights