"Teachers aren't supposed to be used like that!"
Waving his hand, Hiliard chided with a somewhat amused smile, "When I said it was difficult, it's because I'm a wanted criminal. Do you really think this inheritance isn't monitored?"
"If the Ascendants from The Empire side detect a new Unmovable Fortress Practitioner like you, won't they guess who you inherited it from? You'll become the Empire's new highest-level wanted criminal."
"Really?" Ian raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised, "Aside from you, teacher, isn't there anyone else in The Empire who practices this True Form?"
"They can't learn it."
Looking up at the ceiling, Hiliard spoke softly, "This inheritance had some errors before, and I was the one who corrected them, but I haven't had the chance to summarize and revise..."
Mid-sentence, the old knight stopped, seemingly lost in memories.
Seconds later, he lowered his head, fixing his gaze on Ian's face.
