Ronin arrived at Lurans's study.
The two old men were in the middle of a heated discussion about something.
"Ronin has some questions for you. Tell him everything you know, don't hold anything back. You have to give my grandson the best guidance."
Miroslav nodded with a smile. "Don't you worry. I wouldn't hold back on anyone, least of all your precious grandson."
He sized Ronin up from head to toe.
The last time they had met in private, Ronin had asked him to search for Light Attribute Magic that could cure the Soul-Devouring Surge. He hadn't expected that, while he had yet to find such magic, Lurans was already fully recovered.
He couldn't help but suspect that the young man before him had something to do with Lurans's recovery.
"Lately, you're all anyone's talking about at the Wushan Extraordinary Academy."
Miroslav said with a laugh, "Tournament champion, Flame Knight, the slayer of pirates... So many of them see you as a goal to strive for, even an idol to be praised!"
