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Emin froze in his tracks

The situation turned sour with aardness

It took a while before Emin turned around stiffly

His face was a red as an apple

"You… you’re really at… Master-level?" His voice trembled as he spoke, reluctant to believe

Garen nodded slowly

Emin took a deep breath

"It’s so unfair!" He lowered his head, recalling the hardships he faced before he became a Master-level user

He looked up at the extraordinarily young face, finally accepting the Garen he saw is real

"I… need to go upstairs… I’ll be down in a while" He waved his ar much, much older than when he started

Garen watched as Emin moved upstairs dejectedly

He didn’t think it would be such a huge io into Master-level in a short time were not rare, but actually relatively common That hy he decided to show it in the first place, so that he could start learning Tactics as soon as possible

However, he didn’t know this was such a huge i on the couch, Garen wasn’t sure what to do So he waited

After a long while, the sky outside started to diolden-red

Footsteps appeared at the staircase as Eain, and he sat opposite of Garen, taking his tiot it now… Some people were able to have extraordinary talent in a specific doher affinity to their crafts Those who can reach the highest, not only do they need the talent, but also the persistence and their unyielding will" He said seriously "Thank you, Cia"

"Call me Garen, Teacher I ran away…" Garen answered

"Fine, Garen it is" Emin nodded "Your talent, at least your affinity in Precision Blueprint, is estures you did before?"

Garen nodded

He raised his aresture after another without much difficulty

Only a few second had passed when he was finished, averaging three in a second

Emin watched silently without much expression, but marvel ritten all over his eyes

"Such talent… Garen, your talent in Precision Blueprint is too terrifying… Fro of your lesson, you’ve only needed about two ain

"Then, can I learn some Tactics under you, Teacher?"

"Of course" Emin nodded with intent "You ht, ill start our lesson tomorrow, the essence of us Luminarists, the Tactics!"

"Yes, Teacher" Garen nodded

"Your room is the master bedroom on this floor You can clean up at the bathroo kitchen Got it?"

"Got it, Teacher I’

"Good I’ll rest upstairs" Emin nodded and turned toward the staircase

He stood hidden at the corner of the staircase and listened as Garen entered his roo his study, he locked the door and approached a redwood shelf, pulling out a white notebook on the right edge

He sat down in front of his desk and lit the oil laently wrote on the opened notebook

‘Thisme my favor In my nineties, I didn’t expect a disciple with such i talent It e, every bit of it Maybe I will finally be able to compile my clan before I pass on…’

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‘Do you still reether under the grapevines, you said you had a drea the five of us, only I’, but time will always steal that away’ Emin’s eyes flashed a sense of sentimentality at this point

‘Resha… What will you do if you’re still here?’

He ended the two paragraphs with a final stroke at the top

‘To: The one who gave lanced at the darkening pastures, staring into the distance without movements