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Chapter 248: Recovery 2
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Both his hands ared in lukeater
A never before experienced sense of dexterousness surged fro his hands, hethrough the air, his fingers created apparitions where they moved
Garen squinted
"What speed! This level of dexterity is only a foundation in being a Luminarist?!" He observed his own hands With his current proficiency, he could forestures in a second
Basically he could finish any gestures in an instant
"I guess, it’s Tactics next" Garen retrieved the handbook and pressed against the tiny wrinkles on the cover "Teacher Eo to his place I can’t leave the ence had already returned to his norht now the manor has three Luminarists, the Obscuro wouldn’t provoke us for the moment But Vanderman would know that already They’re in a sticky situation at the moment, if the RAL could request for reinforcement, so could the Obscuro If they clashed then, I’d be in even o out, Vanderht The Luminarists wouldn’t pay much attention to a nobody like him anyway, there shouldn’t be much problem if he hid himself appropriately
In a town a few thousand kilo sun sent its rays onto the streets, bringing out a sense of warmth and peace
Children chased after each other in front of the fruit stall A home, some mercenaries walked with their weapons Occasionally there were a few people fro made of some sort of woodenin a young htly pale face His youthful, beardless face was accentuated with his calht eyes He wore a black set of suit with an equally black bowler hat, a black feather in his breast pocket, and a black walking cane in his hand
He entered the hall and looked at an enchanting young lady sitting by the bar
"Berlina, is teacher back?" He said, gazing at the staircase toward the second floor
"Upstairs He’s waiting for you, go quickly" The lady was co red hair with a small co his hat on the rack beside the entrance and rushed to the second floor
Knock knock
"Beckstone? Come in" An old raspy voice ca space for the passage of one person
The e-sized study Bookshelves took up most of the wallspace Everywhere, the floor, the desk, were books and opened notebooks
Sketch papers were filled with random notes, complicated formulas, symbols and shapes
An old man sat in front of the desk by theHis silver beard was so long, it drags fro in front of it It ain" Closing the door, the youngeron the silver beard and approached the older man
"This is a curse, one that I can’t ever undo…" The old ainst the chair and sighed "Co to pay this price"
"Do you have any orders for er man asked politely
"Beckstone, when you were still a baby, I saved you from the stream Even then you were able to understand onize your parents who left you Were you able to do that?" The oldwith evaluation
Beckstone stayed quiet for a while before he answered with hesitation
"I ahed, onceYou’ve lived in this town for the past nineteen years Hatred can only create er restrict you frohtens e to mankind if you lost your way Unfortunately, this is not so you can control"
"Teacher…"
"No words Maybe you will becoet this Your hatred, your desire, your choices, everything you do will bring about huge iht and hope, but youand pain"
The old ht for twenty years, his eyes kind
"Go, it’s time for you to leave here"
"Leave?" Beskstone was lost for words, "Where should I go?"
"Wherever you want to go"
Beckstone wanted to protest, but his vision blurred, and the next thing he knew, he was standing outside the building, his hand posed on the door, preparing to enter
"Teacher… is this what you wanted to say to me?" He , the door swung open, an enchanting red-haired lady stared at his leaving with a weird look
"Hey! Don’t you wanna keep teacher company?" She hollered
Beckstone waved with his backhand, and soon he disappeared into the crowd
A beautiful face eed from the depth of his mind