I spent a long time learning how to handle the wind from Kerenos. However, it wasn’t as easy as I thought. It was like making pottery with my eyes closed. How could I touch the wind that I couldn’t see? Dammit.

“Old man, well done.”

Currently, there was a blade of wind that I made with much difficulty in front of me. It was lacking compared to Kerenos’ but I still worked hard.

“Now throw it over here.”

I threw a crescent-shaped wind blade into a nearby forest. The wind blade flew quickly and cut down a tree over there. There was a loud sound and the tree fell to the ground. It was quite powerful.

“Haha.” Kerenos approached with a laugh. “Wonderful.”

“Tsk. It is smaller compared to yours.”

“You can’t compare to me. I’ve been training with my master since I was a child.”

"Master? Did you have a Master?”

“Didn’t I tell you?” Kerenos looked back through his memories. Since nothing came to mind, it seemed he had never mentioned it.

“Yes, this is the first time I’ve heard of it.”

"I see. My master’s name was Mugen. In the past, he had...