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The study was silent. September was not as scorching as August, and all the windows had been replaced with glass, making the room bright and clear.
The Count seemed to hear Liszt saying something, but his thoughts were no longer on the same wavelength.
Countless fragments of time surfaced in his mind.
There was the shock of seeing the Sapphire Dragon for the first time in his youth, led there by his father; there was also the joy when Melissa gave birth to her second son, strengthening a family that had passed down through a single line... All his life, he had striven and struggled for the glory of his family, so that tulips might bloom across Sapphire.
And indeed, under his efforts, the Tulip Family's reputation had gradually spread throughout Sapphire. Nobles great and small all knew of such a family, and of such a Sea Wave Sword Saint.
Yet he did not know when it had begun.
Perhaps it was when Liszt came of age and began receiving fiefs.
The achievements he had once been so proud of seemed to grow increasingly laughable. He had become a Sky Knight at twenty-three. As the son of a minor noble, that was enough to be hailed as a genius. Yet his second son, whom he had cast aside and never funded with resources, had become a Sky Knight at eighteen.
He had inherited his father's holdings and cultivated one Tulip Great Sprite and twelve Little Elves. Yet Liszt had picked up a Great Sprite and a pile of Little Elves while swimming. The number of sprites produced by that palm-sized territory was already nearly equal to Coral Island's harvest over ten years.
From his youth onward, he had yearned