Chapter 49 - Falling Out From The Sky (1/2)
The French girl sat beside Mavislin.
”Do you think I am rational?” asked Mavislin, absent-mindedly twirling her fingers.
”It is considered unwise to judge a book by its cover. But truth to be told, you don't strike me as a normal human,” replied Jeanette.
”And the reason is?”
”The look in your eyes. They hold more conflict than I've ever gone through. Your combat skills, they dwarf the skilled gladiators that I've known and fought alongside with,” explained the French girl.
”But do the conflicts and experience define who we truly are?”
Jeanette took a deep breath, closing her eyes for just a moment. She turned and smiled. It wasn't a grin, a smirk or of happiness. It was a genuine, gentle and tender smile. She then tousled the young Valkyrie's hair.
”It's not the age or the past that a being has gone through. What matters is the person you chose to be.”
”I guess I'm not cut out to be a rational being or perfect person,” conveyed the Valkyrie, hugging her legs towards her chest.
”Is that why you wanted to polish up your skills so eagerly?”
”I was too weak back then. My people died because I was not courageous enough to carry out decisions and fight.”
”You don't have to waste time dwelling in the past when there is so much more to experience in the present time.”
”I'm not good enough with my weaponry. My skills are nowhere near perfect compared to my peers or foes. If I could be perfect, then...”
The Valkyrie's words were cut short by Jeanette enveloping her, much to Mavislin shock. The young girl gave a sad look before softly saying a few words which stick with the Valkyrie for the years to come.
”You shouldn't strive for perfection. What you should be consistently aiming for is to strive for your best.”
Mavislin smiled weakly, letting out a self-mocked laugh. Why was she worried about being perfect? What was the reason for wielding the shield in her hands? It wasn't to be perfect. No, the answer was clear now.
The Valkyrie was training so hard because she considered her skills as a Mage to be not enough to protect those she cared for.
”You're right. No point dwelling in the past. But the point still stands, I need to be able to stronger than what I am now.”
”There's no shame in upgrading your skills as a warrior. But do not lose sight of what your main goal is.”
The serene atmosphere was broken the sound of a screaming Time Mage, plummeting down from the sky.