Hadn’t she called me ‘someone lost in the middle of the open sea’?
That was how the Dragon King had described me.
Considering my situation—wandering around in search of clues without the ‘Love Letter From the Future’—it was an appropriate comparison.
I had truly been drifting without direction.
But in the end, I obtained one.
Though our meeting had been accidental, the girl who had crossed the vast span of years was a capable adviser.
After our brief exchange, I managed to obtain a ‘compass.’
Then what was my next course of action?
Nothing but a relentless advance.
My attempt to recruit Senior Neris was part of that.
“What? A secret art?”
It was admittedly a sudden proposal.
My adjutant blinked her green eyes in bewilderment.
It was a natural reaction, considering she had been given no background information whatsoever.
“House Findleston’s ‘Fire Shadow’…… You said none of the later descendants have inherited it yet, correct?”
“Yes, of course…… that’s true, but.”
“And you have to learn ‘Fire Shadow’ to be recognized as a true member of the family.”
It was knowledge I had obtained from our conversation some time ago.
And since the source had been none other than…