"Oh? It's my turn now, I guess. Nymira should have passed, right?" Silas asked with narrowed eyes.
"O-Of course she passed. She is a talent that one would only see once every hundred years!" The old man in the young man's body said with an ecstatic tone.
Silas knew that the man was exaggerating. Silas, all on his own, could count on both his hands all the people he had found that were stronger and younger than Nymira. If anything, the only advantage Nymira had over them was the fact that she had a blessing, and they did not.
Of course, they were all from powerful families. There's a reason why nobles have stayed on top for so many years, and while recourses play a very large factor as to why that was, their offspring tended to be quite talented.
