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After learning the Sea God’s Armor and Darkmoon Blade, I seem to have finally touched that excitement deep inside myself.
Karon placed his left hand over his chest and continued writing in the black notebook with the pen in his right hand.
I have always felt that, in this world, I am like a wanderer stranded in a desert, very lonely, and very lost. Although some gave me a tent, some gave me food, some gave me horses, some gave me guidance...
No matter how much the outside world gives me, none of it can provide the same sense of security that I need more than holding a gun in my own hand.
After a pause, Karon remembered that the manservant and pets in his home all seemed to have developed the habit of flipping through his notebook, so he continued writing:
This feeling may seem a little selfish, as though all the help I have received from others is somehow suddenly diminished, but after being protected all this time, I also want to try experiencing what it feels like to protect them in return.
Mm, that should do. They should be happy after reading that. Karon did not feel the slightest bit of insincerity or affectation, because the moment a thought in one’s heart was put into words, the possibility of it being seen came into being, and the thought itself was then fated to become distorted to a certain degree.
Closing his notebook, Karon reached for a cactus pot on his desk and teased the thorns on it with his fingertips. In truth, he knew very well that although he had learned the two new Arts, there was still a great deal more that he needed to explore and practice with that as the foundation. Combat experience and the finer details of fighting were not things that could be mastered overnight.
Still, no matter what, even if he was not a sharpshooter, he at least had...
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