Silence once again descended upon the summit of the bell tower.
Princess Iris’s confession had ended, but I couldn’t open my mouth for a while.
No, it might be more accurate to say that I didn’t even feel like raising any objections or pointing out flaws.
It was truly the idea of a madwoman. Every secret technique belongs to its own school, and thus the methods of utilizing mana and the directions pursued in martial arts differ.
Naturally, it was normal to receive transmission over several years from a master of each school.
Even in my case, when learning ‘Refraction,’ I had experienced countless failures. Although I overcame its limits in the process of crossing the line between life and death, under normal circumstances, it was a technique that would require several more years of training to use.
Yet, to indiscriminately learn secret techniques without meticulous guidance?
The end was obvious.
Destruction.
After hesitating for a while, I hardened my resolve and decided to pour out my honest impressions.
“Have you gone mad, Your Highness? That’s nothing more than a worthless, absurd theory… Secret techniques aren’t skills you can learn haphazardly like that. To learn them properly, you have to invest several years!”
“You’re right. Everyone thought that way… until one exception…