Maisa arrived before the old Elder Dicesar. She'd heard what was said before, so when he offered her coffee, her eyes gleamed with happiness. After all, even if she was confident she could merge the spell with her Genetic Factor, the greater the chance, the better.
"Thank you, Elder Dicesar." She curtsied a little after sipping her cup of coffee.
"Hohoho." Old Elder Dicesar laughed and said, "If you are walking the right path and are willing to keep walking, eventually you will make progress."
"Huh?" Maisa arched her brow and asked him respectfully, "What does the Elder mean by that?"
The one who answered was Old Hazael, who put his left hand on Maisa's shoulder. "If you can't stand out from your talent, win with your effort."
"Is it possible to overcome genius with effort alone?" Maisa asked. Though she didn't want to belittle her effort, she had long known that someone with a greater talent than she could have accomplished much more with the chances she had.
