"Ian's talents are the most incredible I've ever seen, even His Majesty needs to rely on legacy to achieve those exaggerated feats. Weyges, nurture him... he will become far stronger than you or I."
"And what about me? Is there nothing you want to say to me?"
The old man was silent for a long time, then slowly said, "I won't say I'm sorry. Everything you've faced is exactly what my disciples should accept. Whether it's death or suppression, these are the bitter fruits you deserve."
"That's enough."
Despite such a response, the knight felt relieved: "You've never done anything wrong in the first place. You owe no apologies to anyone. The reason I survived... was primarily to hear this."
"Because my teacher, the Empire's First Knight, would absolutely never do anything wrong, even if the whole world slanders you, it's the world that's wrong!"
And finally.
Hiliard and Ian exchanged glances.
"I'm sorry, it seems I can't be your teacher anymore."
