When Saren said this, he signaled Karen to stop writing temporarily. He stretched out, intertwined the fingers of both hands, and raised them above his head.

"Stop for a moment." He said lazily to Karen, "I haven't thought of these things for a long time. I need to clear my mind."

Having said this, he took another sip of the drink in his hand and said vaguely: "I think if you have to find a reason why I turned into the 'Red Dragon' Saren, I want to get rid of my experience in Brinto."

No relationship."

Karen frowned, "What do you mean?"

Saren laughed, "Remember what I just told you, Karen, about the part about my self-taught runes?" He raised his hands and looked at them carefully. They were a very beautiful pair.

The hands are so slender that if you just look at them, it would be hard to believe that they are the hands of a man.

Karen nodded, "I remember it very clearly. According to current standards, you are also extremely talented."

"Are you gifted?" Saren showed a meaningful smile after hearing this, "Maybe." He raised his hands above his head again, as if it didn't matter, "But do you know how many times I have failed by myself?

Can’t remember exactly, Karen.”

He pushed away the table and stood up, "You also graduated from the Rune Master Academy, or in popular terms, the Grand College. You should know what it means to be in the Grand College."

Karen frowned, "This means you have no talent in runes."

Saren nodded, "Yes, this means that you know nothing about runes and everything in the world, and the professor who is most in need of students will not want to be your mentor."

Karen's brows furrowed even more tightly, "But that was with the guidance and help of a tutor. Saren, you have nothing."

"Maybe." Saren shrugged indifferently, "But I didn't know so much at that time. I fell into serious self-doubt. I doubted that I was not suitable for learning runes, and I was even more worried that I might not be able to do anything in this life.

Go further.”

He stood in the hall, raised his hands above his head, and stretched. "Giving up seems to be the only option in this situation, especially when there is a beautiful girl who wants to stay with you for life."

.”

"Fortunately, I succeeded again. Although I risked my life, in my opinion, it was worth it, at least at the time." He took two steps and turned back to look at the bar.

Two people.

"So you decided to go ahead?" Karen was the one asking.

"Yes," Saren nodded, "This helped me regain my lost confidence and finally made up my mind."

"Why, Mare?" Carla looked puzzled, "You have everything you want here, and you can live in that city for the rest of your life."

Saren sneered, "After I know that I have the ability to take revenge?" He shook his head, "That's not called giving up, it's called escaping. And I don't intend to escape."

"And Sally," Kara continued, "you can't bear to leave her so hard, can you?"

"Kara, so this is the last question I'm struggling with." Saren said very tiredly, as if all his energy was suddenly drained away, while he kept pacing back and forth in the room, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

There was deep sadness and sorrow, but it disappeared so quickly that neither of the two people at the bar noticed it.
Chapter completed!