Caelan had now become twelve, in the past five years, his sister had passed down to him both the passion for ice magic and the love for the ice goddess.
He came to know how the goddess always looked after the nation's citizens and granted whatever wishes were in her powers.
He had reached the incredible seventh circle, an unimaginable level, that had not ever been reached by anyone his age in the history they knew of.
Even his father and his sister, two incredibly powerful ice mages, had reached the seventh tier respectively at eighteen and fifteen years old.
His sister was probably the strongest person on the continent, but she always disappeared somewhere, and returned a few days or weeks later, saying she had gone to solve some things for the goddess.
The adult Caelan, who was watching the memories with Hans, told him:
