Even if he couldn’t accomplish this, he hoped to at least accomplish the one task which generations of clan elders had strove to achieve for centuries – reclaiming their ancestral heirloom. The reason he wanted to become a magus was because he wanted to restore glory to the Baruch clan. “Low talent, low accomplishments?” Linley felt his heart tremble. If anyone else had made this claim, they would be viewed as just wildly boasting…but the man who said these words was a five-thousand year old Saint-level Grand Magus! Many people believed this!īut Doehring Cowart dared to claim that even if his student’s talent was poor, he still had the ability to make a magus out of the student. No talent meant no possibility of becoming a magus. If any other magus had been present and heard his words, they would have been astonished.Īmongst the society of magi, the most important thing is talent. Of course…if your talent is low, your accomplishments will be low as well.” Even if you don’t have much natural talent, I can still teach you magic. “Linley, your Grandpa Doehring is a Saint-level Grand Magus. “Grandpa Doehring, can you really teach me to become a magus?” Linley excitedly looked up at old man Doehring.ĭoehring Cowart, seeing the state Linley was in, stroked his white beard. Linley’s anticipation was about to erupt like a volcano as he immediately became suffused with excitement.
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