"If you are mediocre, Friya, then what about everyone else? Half the people who graduate from the academies every year can’t hold a candle to you. Solus and I pooled up our talents to replicate your Dimensional Ruler spell, but we failed because we lack your dimensional awareness."
"Lith is right." Phloria said. "I graduated from the White Griffon with only one specialization, so I can tell how amazing is someone like you who managed to achieve three of them at the same time. freewebnσvel.cѳm
"I wouldn’t have ever become a Forgemaster without Dad’s tutoring nor learned tier four healing magic without Quylla."
"Don’t get me started about how pissed off I am at myself!" Quylla said. "Not only have I mastered only two specializations, but my combat prowess is nigh zero whereas you are all gods of war."
"I have no idea what a specialization is but I agree with Friya." Nalrond said. "You are failing to grasp her point. It’s not a matter of how much she learned so much as of how little satisfaction she got from what you consider achievements.
"I know I’m a great Healer and that many would kill to learn Light Mastery, but I would give up all my magic if it meant to have my tribe back." His sadness was tempered by the tender meat with a side of roasted potatoes and by the excellent beer.
The Ernas sisters looked at him with a puzzled expression, uncertain how to reply. Lith briefly explained to them how his tribe had been tasked with sealing Dawn forever and had been exterminated by the Horseman after she fused with Acala.
The three were shocked hearing how the traitorous Ranger had betrayed more than just his country. In his search for power, Acala had not hesitated to kill the very people who had saved him from committing suicide and even his own wife.
"Thanks, Nalrond. Your words mean a lot to me." Friya said. Comparing her situation with that of the Rezar made her feel like a spoiled brat throwing a tantrum.
"No need to thank me. I can relate to you because my life got turned upside down as well and I know how hard it is to find a place where you belong after being uprooted. I spent decades preparing to take my mother’s place among the keepers of the Horseman just to become a babysitter.
"I realize it could have gone much worse, but I can’t say I’m satisfied with the outcome. I had a sacred duty to uphold and a betrothed to marry, yet now I have no purpose in life nor a family to take care of but Protector’s.
"I know how you feel and I can only respect your determination in finding a solution to your problem." Nalrond said, killing the conversation.
At that point, the only thing that arguing with Friya could achieve was to hurt his feelings. They all knew and respected grief enough to postpone the discussion to another day, away from the Rezar.
"Changing the subject, I’m quite surprised by how easily you and Quylla accepted Solus’s existence." Lith said to Friya. "I feared you might resent me for keeping her a secret for so long."
’Thanks for breaking the ice on my behalf. I’m still too embarrassed to speak with them freely.’ Solus said through their mind link.
’Less thinking and more talking, partner.’ Lith replied.
"I’ll be honest with you." Friya moved her gaze from Lith to Solus, having a hard time accepting how two beings so different could fit so well together. One was short, kind, and shy, while the other was Lith.
"Had you stopped Phloria from breaking up with you, by now you two would probably be married and I’d be scared shitless of you, Lith. I would have no way to know if Solus was your mistress or if you had been playing with Phloria’s feelings all along just to get your hands on the Ernas’s riches and magical legacy.
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