“I want to handle aura more skillfully.”
After savoring Louis’s perfect Melbourne tea for a while, Seongjin set down his teacup with a clink and began.
“You’re already handling it quite freely, aren’t you? I know you’re far surpassing your peers.”
“That alone is not enough.”
It was the aura layer he had barely built up after overcoming aura depletion. Since he had gone through the trouble of learning it, he wanted to enjoy the benefits that other aura users experience and live a bit more comfortably.
For example, having the stamina to stay up for several nights without a problem.
“…….”
Then, the Holy Emperor closed his mouth and gazed at Seongjin with slightly deeper eyes. An inscrutable, cold gaze.
But now, Seongjin knew that his silence was merely a process of choosing words for an appropriate explanation.
“There was a bird that flew freely in the air, breathing the air on land.”
Slurp.
Seongjin quietly listened to the Holy Emperor’s words while sipping the still-warm tea.
“It was an extraordinary bird that fearlessly glided even from sheer cliffs and knew how to use the turbulent currents pushing its body in strong storms as propulsion…