With those two matters taken care of, Isaac rose, ready to leave the chamber and head to his laboratory to research Witchcraft. Just as he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something. He turned and said, "By the way, Smith. The Breathing Skill you practice is the Black Snake Breathing Technique, right?"
"Yes, Young Master."
"Good. Practice more whenever you have the time. I'll help you advance to the rank of Great Knight, and I'll have to trouble you to continue taking care of me."
Smith paused, stunned for a moment. Then, a gratified smile spread across his face as he bowed deeply and offered his thanks.
"Thank you, Young Master."
Isaac waved his hand dismissively, then headed for the laboratory behind the castle.
