“You know, I remember what you told me back at the mansion,” Kuwell spoke in a surprisingly calm voice, despite Karyl’s provocation.0

“You said you wanted to surpass me,” he went on.0

Karyl remembered that day, when at the dinner table he had expressed his desire to learn magic to go to Einheri. He chuckled bitterly at the memory.0

That moment was the very reason Kuwell had acknowledged Karyl. Though it might have seemed presumptuous, Karyl had boldly declared that he wanted to surpass Kuwell. 0

To all swordsmen across the continent, Kuwell MacGovern was an insurmountable wall, a mountain too colossal to overcome. And back then, a mere twelve-year-old boy had declared his intention to surpass that mountain. 0

Kuwell had admired Karyl’s spirit.0

“...”0

Even now, seeing him again, Karyl realized that Kuwell hadn’t really changed. 0

“Do you remember what I told you then?” 0

“Of course,” Karyl replied in a low voice.0

“A knight’s magic is ultimately for the sword. If you truly wish to surpass me…” Kuwell began. 0

“The answer lies in the sword,” Karyl continued. 0

At that, Kuwell gave a satisfied smile. Though Karyl had used his uprightness...0