"Perhaps because you've been staying at school, I think you've always underestimated yourself a little."
Sir's unhurried voice echoed through the crisscrossing bookshelves of Sanyou Bookstore, like a teapot bubbling atop a Red Clay Stove, giving off waves of soothing fragrance.
Zheng Qing felt as though a pair of eyes lurked behind every bookshelf, spying on this conversation. Yet whenever he secretly glanced over, the space behind the shelves was empty, without a single figure in sight.
"Ash's Law tells us that acknowledging the existence of a problem is always the first step toward solving it." Sir rested one hand on Zheng Qing's shoulder, signaling him not to look around and to listen carefully. "Only by acknowledging your own legendary nature can you receive the blessing of legendary status..."
"I don't think..." the young wizard muttered in a very low voice.
"But to many people at First University, you are a legend." Sir smiled faintly. Without any visible movement from him, scene after scene flashed across the street-facing display window, each one featuring Zheng Qing.
There were scenes of him fighting Arthur Ness, of him holding meetings with Youzui's hunters, of him severely wounding Sephrano with a single shot, as well as the Christmas Eve parade and the sight of him dancing beneath the moon with three witches.
"A freshman who forced older students to yield before even enrolling was a legend among freshmen; a hunting team that successfully registered less than two years after its founding was a legend among hunting teams; severely wounding another old student with considerable legendary status in one shot was equivalent to taking his legendary status for yourself; graduating early after only two years at school was a legend to Jiuyou students; grabbing a little girl from the Tu Shan Family by the tail