This is another form of exchange—wisdom for opportunity, talent for stage.
Vinard listened intently, occasionally nodding in approval.
Such is the dialogue between two intelligent minds.
Each knows what the other is thinking, both understand the rules of the game, yet they can still find a balance for cooperation.
When the meeting ended and Ron stood up to leave, Vinard suddenly said:
"Ron, Professor Yutel is indeed a true sage.
Becoming his student is your fortune, but also your responsibility."
Ron did not speak, only nodded.
Walking out of the chamber, he stood alone in the empty corridor.
In the Cooling Ring, the icy rational magic power was gradually receding.
The emotions that had been temporarily frozen began to thaw, like a wild beast about to break free from its cage.
He didn't return to the dormitory immediately.
Instead, he headed towards the wasteland at the colony's edge.
He needed a place with no people.
To hold a funeral, only he knew, a true farewell.
