Deculein's gaze was always unwavering, piercing straight to the truth. His eyes were direct, as if he believed his direction was the only path. Hesitation, doubt, fear, regret—none of these negative emotions existed within Deculein. He possessed only a confident self-belief, a dogmatic assurance in his own righteousness. 0

His arrogance and conceit, in the end, became signs of his nobility. Even his flaws appeared aristocratic. Epherene's father, who had taken his own life under Deculein's command, disappeared as if he had never existed, like a mirage blown away by the wind. Deculein remained unscathed, and no one questioned him. 0

Only Epherene knew the truth and completely loathed him. Despite this, she couldn't meet his gaze. There was an insurmountable barrier between them, an uncrossable limit, like a veil separating them.0

A true mage pursues truth without wavering. They remain calm and steady, unaffected by any variables, maintaining a constant focus to find their own answers with cold-blooded determination. 3

If a mage doubts themselves, relies on others, or succumbs to pressure, they cannot be a true mage. Thus, as much as it was difficult to admit, Deculein might truly be a gifted mage. Perhaps all this time, there had been a misunderstanding, and the magical prowess of the Yukline bloodline had been severely underestimated.0

Epherene lowered her head. From the beginning, it was a battle she could not...0