In the Tranquil Room, candlelight flickered, and the weight of the hide scroll pressed heavily on Ian's heart. That phrase—"endless glory"—still echoed in his ears.
It was deeply moving.
It struck some resonance deep within his soul.
"Thank you." Ian solemnly accepted the Secret Runes of the Bone, which contained the lifelong efforts of Master Caleb's entire lineage, feeling the ancient, gentle Magic Power Fluctuation emanating from its hide cover. He knew this gift represented not merely a book, but a weighty trust and academic respect that transcended magical systems.
"You will surely carry the legacy of our branch to even greater horizons."
Seeing Ian accept it, Caleb revealed a relieved and immensely gratified smile. He seemed to have found an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and peace, as though the greatest wish of his life had finally been fulfilled.
Rubbing his hands together, he said warmly, "Your Excellency, you've only just arrived, so you likely haven't found anywhere to stay, have you? If you don't mind, this old man has a quiet little house behind the marketplace. It's simple, but clean and tidy enough. You can rest there for the time being. It should make things much more convenient for you."
It was clear that this master was a thoughtful man. He knew Ian was unfamiliar with the place and therefore surely lacked decent lodging.
Ian smiled and shook his head, politely declining Caleb's kindness.
"Thank you for the offer, Master Caleb, but I still have a long road ahead and cannot stay for long. Besides, I'm used to traveling alone, and I need to look around the marketplace some more. Perhaps I'll find an inn."
He was telling the truth. He could tell Caleb sincerely wished to host him, but he did not want to disrupt the man's life