"Did they push you too hard?" The elder asked.
"It seems like I'm the one who pushed them too hard!" Kyle silently laughed so that he wouldn't disturb the sleeping children.
"It looks that way!" The elder chuckled.
"I haven't told stories to children for a long time! I love the feeling of seeing them smile and laugh! I miss the old days!" Kyle reminisced as he looked at the ceiling.
"Before you became a part of their team, what were you doing before?" The elder asked as he took the empty bowl that was handed by the man and placed it at the side.
Kyle told his story to the old man.
Back at the Spring Continent, he was a child of a noble. That's why he could enroll in the most prestigious schools on the continent, the Divine Prophecy Academy.
He was always scolded by his father for playing too much. A noble shouldn't play with a commoner. A commoner shouldn't touch a noble's skin with their dirty hands.
