Artificial Psionic Technology

For Loren, the most important gain of recent days had been meeting Miles and his younger sister, Cynthia.

Miles was seven years older than him, a true big brother, but his talent for academic subjects was nowhere near his talent for meditation and swordsmanship. Instead, Loren could help him review his lessons.

Miles's younger sister, Cynthia, was a clever and lovable girl. She had also endured hard times and was more mature than others her age. They became friends.

Miles also discovered that Loren truly deserved to be called a genius recognized by Lord Ian. His mind was quick, and he possessed an extraordinary sharpness when it came to perceiving the essence of things. He was also humble and courteous. That might have stemmed from low self-esteem, but as he learned more, it had gradually transformed into a kind of steadiness.

If only Loren were a little older, then I could teach him swordsmanship. Miles thought of the wish he had held as a child: to make a few dependable friends he could entrust his back to, defeat villains who harmed others, and travel from one end of the earth to the other.

By now, he actually possessed the strength to fulfill that old wish. His mature psionic abilities and swordsmanship were enough for him to perform exceptionally well in an ordinary adventuring party. If he gained some bloodline true forms in the future, he would become even stronger—strong enough to carve out a name for himself.

But not now. Miles had already made up his mind to remain in Xiahui Territory and help the Lord build his second homeland.

The suffering he had once endured absolutely could not appear on this land.

That desire to protect grew ever stronger, even causing his psionic abilities to gradually develop.

And so,