Chapitre 57: Prodigy

[Library]

The dim light of the Vossmer library cast long shadows across the shelves as Elion stood, arms crossed, his golden eyes scanning Elder Vydan. The librarian's composed demeanor faltered slightly under the intensity of the young master's gaze.

"So, are there any other interesting books here?" Elion asked, his tone casual but his faint smirk betraying deeper thoughts.

Vydan blinked, momentarily caught off guard by the abrupt question. "What kind of techniques are you seeking, Young Master? We have many—"

Elion raised a hand, stopping him mid-sentence, his expression hardening as his thoughts turned inward.

The memory of Selena's destruction replayed vividly in his mind: her form dissolving into a dark mist under the overwhelming power of the masked figure.