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"What? How would we know?…"
Zaw smiled, starting his awaited explanation...
"Fray that boy, if there's one thing he's talented at is the sword."
"If he were to dedicate a third of his day training it every day, he would've reached the realm of Master within a decade, and he might've been stronger than me by now…"
"That was one of the reasons why I took him with me after all."
"But even though he's been training ever since he was 6, he is barely even a Polished rank Mercenary despite being 21 already…"
"Sounds rough." Dale said as he shook his head
'Let me guess, talented guy that decided to slack off due to some unimportant reason midway through his journey?'
'Not really uncommon, happens every once in a while.'
'A result of misguidance and lack of communication from master to disciple, or even father to son...'
