Of course, he couldn't reveal the sealed Golden Dragon King. He couldn't mention Grandpa Mel. Those were secrets he would carry to the grave. But Alfred would be his teacher for years to come. It was impossible to hide everything forever.
And more importantly—
Without Alfred's support, he would never be able to afford the Dragonscale Fruit.
Alfred fell silent, his eyes deep in thought.
To sense what one's body required instinctively?
Such an ability had never been recorded.
A few years ago, he would have dismissed it as nonsense. But after Lily's six-element control… after witnessing Ray's abnormal physique…
Central Academy's motto surfaced unbidden in his mind.
"Central only accepts monsters, not ordinary people."
Perhaps his students truly were monsters.
"Fine," Alfred said at last. "I'll help you buy it. What else do you need?"
Ray scanned the catalog again, then shook his head. "Nothing else here."
