"Molten Mountain, I should have told you many times: the responsibility of a Star Envoy is to protect and create, not destroy."
"Because destruction is always easy, while protection and creation are exceedingly difficult."
"The reason we humans have stood at the pinnacle of the world for so long has never been some powerful violence, but wisdom and civilization."
"So-called violence is merely an offshoot of wisdom, the armament of civilization."
"Right now, you can rely on the immense power brought by the Star Source to unleash your violence to your heart's content, bringing fear and despair to ordinary people without a Star Source."
"But have you considered this? If someone stronger than you, more violent than you, and more destructive than you appears in the future, how will you face them?"
The white-haired old man lightly tapped the ground with his bamboo sword. The wooden floor of the surrounding dojo gleamed with an aged luster.
Twelve-year-old Molten Mountain knelt on a cushion, his fists clenched atop his knees. Clearly, he was deeply unconvinced by the white-haired old man's words.
"Then I'll just make sure that kind of person never appears."
Hearing this, the white-haired old man shook his head in disappointment.
"Molten Mountain, such a person will inevitably appear, because every achievement we attain is built upon the shoulders of those who came before us."
"If no one had isolated those powerful Star Beasts beyond the safe zone beforehand, you would never have lived to see the day you encountered that Star Source."
"If no one had figured out the principles of the Star Source early on, you likewise could not have mastered this power so quickly."
"Molten Mountain, you think that everything you have today came solely from climbing step by step with your own two feet, and