Simon considered her offer. He knew it was sincere. But what did he want? A major in Combat Magic. Her class had been undeniably fun—the outdoor curriculum, the constant challenges, the meals under the open sky, and the intense competition. It was grueling, but he could endure it if he viewed it all as training to become stronger. But… “I am grateful for such a generous offer, but… to be honest, I must decline.” Simon stood and bowed deeply. She didn’t seem surprised, merely nodding in acceptance. “May I azk why?”