"Is that all? Is this enough luggage, Sieg?"
In front of the gate of the Hailar family's mansion.
Lilia looked at Sieg with reluctance.
"Mother, please rest assured. These are enough. The Knights have everything else."
"Is that so..."
Lilia lowered her head.
"Alas, the Knights' mission has been completed. Sieg, you could have returned to take over your father's duties. Why do you still..."
"Lilia, things are different now."
Lezelian explained beside him.
"The world needs people like Sieg right now. How can Sieg abandon his duties and live that pedantic aristocratic life?"
"But... ..."
"Mother."
Sieg smiled and said,
"I am a noble and a knight, but most importantly, I have a power. Although it is small, this era needs small powers like mine, so we have no choice but to contribute."
"Well, well said! You are worthy of being a member of our Haieral family!"
Lezelian patted Sieg's shoulder firmly.
"Sieg, you can do whatever you want! Just... remember—"
"——Don't die so easily!"
Zig smiled and nodded.
Then he turned over and sat on the Swiftfoot, and the luggage was placed behind him.
"Father, Mother, and little sister, I'm leaving!"
"Goodbye, big brother."
Hulim waved gently.
Sieg smiled and then urged the reins.
"roar!"
The Swiftfoot growled, and its two strong and powerful hind legs began to move forward rapidly.
Looking at Sieg's back as he walked away alone, Lilia's face was always filled with worry.
"Okay, Lilia, don't worry too much. Sieg is very strong now. As long as we don't encounter high-level monsters, there will be no problem!"
"I know... but I'm still worried about these kids..."
"Okay, okay, they're all grown up after all."
"Let's not just stand here. Let's go back, Hulim. Let's go back."
"Yes, Father."
Hulim returned to the mansion with her father and mother.
The Hailar family’s mansion is not big, but it still looks particularly empty.
And this is not even the quietest time.
Like Sieg, Hulim also has her own places to go, and this annual vacation is just a short break in her "journey".
When the break is over, it's time to start again.
... ...
... ...
Langard.
Manax School of Magic.
In the classroom of the second-grade special class, more than twenty tables and chairs were suspended in the sky. Below was a vast and devastated land, covered with smoke and gloom. Everywhere the eye could see was destruction.
"...This is the final outcome of the Fifth Era."
In the center of more than twenty tables and chairs, a podium was also suspended in the air, and Grisa, dressed in black, was giving a lecture there.
"...The civilization created by the ancient Mogarians was truly miraculous, possessing unimaginable magical technology. Their depth of magical research far surpasses ours today. Even if we only unearth specious finds from the ruins, they still offer us immense benefit."
"The magic utilization techniques I taught you in previous classes were derived from archaeological research, and such things were common knowledge back in that era..."
Grisha paused for a moment, then continued slowly:
"While the achievements of ancient civilizations are fascinating, I have something more important to tell you in today's class."
"That is, you must control your power!"
"Strength beyond your ability to bear will not benefit you. It will only make you a prisoner of power. Your body will no longer be yours, and you will no longer be able to do as you please. What you see now—"
Grisha pointed to the destroyed world below.
"—This is a lesson about losing control of power!"
The classroom was silent, and all the students looked at the devastation below thoughtfully.
"Professor Griza."
A student asked.
"So what if you accidentally gain power beyond your capacity?"
"That's a good question. Although I don't know how someone could accidentally gain that kind of power, if you become that unlucky person, you only have two choices!"
"First, give up everything, including the power you once possessed!"
“… …”
Grisha glanced around the classroom, but no one answered.
"... ...I can see that none of you would choose this option."
"Then you only have one option left, and that is to regain control of your power. Remember! A person's will is their foundation. If your will is not enough to control the power you currently have, then grow enough to be able to—!"
After these words were spoken, the classroom fell silent again.
"... Let's stop here for today's class."
Grisha placed his hands on the podium.
Buzz!
As the magic projection was turned off.
The vast world before all the students slowly disappeared and returned to its original classroom appearance.
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