The story progressed at a high pace. After all, it was to cover at least a solid chunk of the Dawnbringer's life in the two hours that it ran for. It sped through his time as a Martial Squire, touching up on his time in the Shionel Confederation.
She saw how he used his wits to play the entire political establishment and the Merchants' and Adventurers' Guild to become the ultimate winner of the Shionel Dungeon Raids, along with the CEO of Bradt Distribution Service, much to her shock. She had used the service of the latter many times, including traveling to Arima III in her journey back to the frontier.
'I need to find another service,' she made a mental note. 'I don't want my dad spying on me through his friend.'
What mostly drew her attention, however, was how different he was from her as a Martial Artist. She was pure, raw, unadulterated talent concentrated into one person.
He, on the other hand, was ordinary in most ways.
Except for his mind.
