"Next lesson?" Emin set down his cup and stared at Garen with burning eyes. "Kid, only such a short time had passed, and you want to learn Tactics already? It’s not that I look down on you, but if Luminarists can be made so easily, there’d be tons of Luminarists in the world right now!"
He stood up with his hands behind his back.
"Don’t be too ambitious, stick to your foundation first, that’s the most important part. Consider this an advice from your elders."
He sighed.
"I was like you once upon a time. I have yet to master my foundations before I wanted to learn Tactics and create my own totem. My teacher gave me a rude awakening by making two gestures in a second. I was stunned silent." He looked up to the dormer, reminiscing his own past.
He only let Garen become his disciple then because he saw his younger self in Garen. Adding that to him saving his life, it made sense to do so.
Looking at Emin who was clearly in his own world, Garen doesn’t know how to interrupt him.
