The dawn that came the next day was cool enough to make one forget the early summer heat.

  It was an early hour, when even the darkness had not completely lifted, and yet, the 2nd subjugation squad had already left the mansion.

  There was no need to see them off.

  In the first place, they were comprised of people who had already retired and were forgotten by the world. There was nothing to be sad about since it wasn’t like they were hoping for anyone’s hospitality.

  ‘We were tied up longer than I thought.’


  'It wasn't bad, though. This was necessary.'

  ‘Just leave the present to us. And we will leave the future in your hands.’


  Rather than sadness, there was a good feeling in the hearts of the old paladins.

  It was because they were able to teach the talented people who would potentially support the continent for the coming time, maybe for the next 100 years.

  Airn Pareira and Bratt Lloyd.

  Everyone clicked their tongues at it and criticized the nobleman.

  They didn’t even have to think that it was the woman’s fault and were sure that this man had started the problem.

  However, the Headmaster of a swordsmanship school was different.

  He narrowed his eyes and thought while looking at Airn Pareira.

  ‘The one standing behind, isn’t he the young man I saw in the Land of Proof?’


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