Volume 2 Chapter 34 (1/2)

By on • ( ) A Wish To Grab Happiness - Volurad

”That was a very foolish action…

What would happen if a person gets surrounded by flaered the fuel It was logical, even children would understand ould happen this foolish scenario Naturally, that person would perish

Of course, the ultimate result would be his death Yet, it wouldn't be an instant death The whole body would burn, the internal organs would boil with heat, and he would be unable to breathe He would die with the worst possible pain Yes, very foolish Even children would've known this The men that held us captive were in distress Even they knew that fire could be that dangerous Even so, why he did this…

…why did he do this much and risk his life?

I didn't understand I really didn't understand the reason why We weren't close I, Filaret La Volgograd, never treated him as my friend Neither did hiinable to think that he did this foolish action just for h Filaret's rad farad family was a famous household of sorcerers No member that bore the family naeniuses that belonged to a distinguished bloodline Their education was strict but surrounded with privileges They grew up in the best of all environments To be considered mediocre by their standards meant that a person lacked the qualities of a sorcerer A failure A poor product Wicked

She wasn't truly like that Yet, she was regarded as mediocre A wicked and useless person She never stood out on her own She wasn't able to get rid of that nomenclature

”Ah, since when Since when it all started?” Filaret had no idea when she started to realize that she had no talents She had no early s from that time She felt despair and frustration many times over her failed experirad household if she reed to trick others to think that she had some sort of problem or disease She did that to hide her lack of talents A sickness that didn't allow her to display her brilliant qualities

Although she worked harder than anyone else did, all her efforts went to waste They never bloomed, and she was never rewarded for her efforts It was insufficient even if she devoted herself entirely to witchcraft

A sorcerer was a person who knew the laws of harmony in nature A sorcerer was also a person who could rewrite the structures of this world by enchanting philosophical techniques

Therefore, her efforts were commendable But, the results were small Filaret suffered from her own misery She couldn't do what the other sorcerers were capable of doing Her poere shortsighted She gave all of herself, all of her efforts, for nothing It didn't a ”The others in old I was a lead ( more That's why I worked harder than anyone else to becoht difficult tasks As a Volgograd, she would chant continuously to try and earn the title of a sorcery ical task to accomplish A conceptual idea that bleay any sort of reason There weren't any precedents… The world never saw an untalented person become a sorcery ulfed by failures and fear It was a fact, not mere conjecture

Everyone outside of her family also called her an imposter, an oddity, and a swindler Filaret was ridiculed constantly She felt ”hatred” froe even after she enrolled in the prestigious institute in Garoua Maria Even though she enjoyed soes because of her parent's house, she couldn't distance herself from the prejudice of other people

She was an outsider and the failure of the Volgograd family Many people avoided contact with Filaret It was only Helot Stanley who remained close to her

”…Ah, that old person”

It wasn't all about a strong presence He had the ability to attract other people He was skilled and learnt everything brilliantly Ah, such frustration How ain all of that?

Dazzling Yes, his existence was too dazzling One could burn the eyes if they stared directly at hiood reason to follow hiamble To be with him was a choice But, it was a choice that could provide an opportunity to shi+ne, or maybe not But, it was the only prospect she had What else could she do if she wasn't blessed with any skill whatsoever?

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A neck was cut and the robust soldier was beheaded on the spot In front of the body, stood a is He didn't waver The place where they held us as prisoners was engulfed with flames It was this man's idea An idea that also exposed his body and his life He went face to face with death

It was strange An unbelievable occurrence Filaret shook her dark hair and touched her eyes repeatedly She couldn't believe as happening But, everything was real Lugis was about to be exposed by the scorching fire

”…He was supposed to be just likein front of her should've been an ordinary person He wasn't a genius There were traces of anguish on his demeanor A siht the following ”He was like ht

Why did he risk soup wasn't that bad Difficult tasks should be entrusted to geniuses Ordinary people just had to keep living with their heads held down

Death Ordinary people could die by acting unreasonable They mustn't try too hard Downfall could be the price to pay when ordinary people chased after talent and recognition