Chapter 20

We fixed some issues in the previous translations: Ifrin -> Epherene

Julie; Current Fiance

Julia; Student

Yuli; dead

Lellyn -> Relin

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Chapter 20

Deculein’s gaze was always clear. His eyes always seemed to know the answer to every question there was, and it was as if the right direction would always be where he looked. Hesitation, doubt, fear, regret…Deculein never showed any of those but was rather always assured. He was self-righteous and acted high and mighty, but his arrogance and disrespect were no different than his dignity.

…He was an aristocrat through and through.

Her father, who committed suicide due to Deculein, disappeared as if he never existed in the first place like a mirage wiped away by a sandstorm. Deculein remained so perfect throughout it all that no one even suspected him. Only Epherene knew the truth, which was the source of her hatred for him. Nevertheless…she didn’t have the confidence to look him in the eye.

The wall between them, a barrier that could never be conquered, felt as high as the mountains. A wizard was someone who unwaveringly explored the truth, a cold-blooded race that calmly, unshakably, maintained a constant pulse when looking for answers regardless of unknown be a wizard if they doubted themselves, relied on someone else, or grew vulnerable from pressure.

Even though she didn’t want to admit it, even if not doing so would mean her death, Deculein was an exceptional wizard in those regards. He didn’t even seem to care about her sentiments. She felt as if she underestimated the Yukline bloodline.

“…”

Epherene eventually lowered her head. It was a fight she couldn’t win. He was a professor, and she was just a girl who hadn’t even gone through the academy. Between them was a gap made out of years’ worth of experience, knowledge, and skills. The dream of instantly overcoming that barrier with talent was the delusion of a fool who knew nothing about the world.

“…I’m sorry.”

Epherene squeezed out a cracked voice as her heart crumbled. She couldn’t even dare resist, finding herself too scared to do so. Hence, she was left with no choice now but to accept defeat.

“This is pathetic.”

Epherene’s shoulders trembled at his words. As she timidly looked up, she noticed a hint of disdain in his expression.

“Coldness is the basic skill of a wizard.” His words cut her through her chest like a knife.

“You’re not able to keep your composure on these challenges.” She didn’t want to hear any of it. It was like he was reading her mind.