Chapitre 35: The Sage, Oliver Olsfer.

"...magnificent."

An old man sitting on an office chair said to me.

I was currently in the principal's office.

In the office of Oliver Olsfer.

It was an ordinary principal office, to be honest.

An Office is unbefitting for a man of his status.

It was an ordinary office with couches, a bookshelf filled with documents, A table, and a desk.

Sitting on the seat of the desk, was an old man that fit the definition of an ordinary old man.

With grey hair and beard. And a surprisingly relatively healthy figure for his age of 112.

"Tell me, How did you get to this point at such a young age?"

"Hard work sir."

I replied to his question with a stoic face.

"If hard work truly was everything behind it, then talent would be useless no?"

"I do not know what you mean sir."

"3 students in the history of this school, Have had a talent of SSS Rank and were truly committed to strengthening themselves from birth..."

He paused, then continued after a while.