Chapter 11 - The Dust Amidst Golds

Everything is different now.

EACH AND EVERYTHING.

I no longer believe I am the only one with a special talent. The fact that the Kingdom of the Eufrata was a magical place gradually engulfed me. In truth, I am one of those who belongs to the basic users. I am one of the weakests. All I have are my acute perceptions. That’s it, I can’t do what the folks in front of me can do. I haven’t even fully discovered my skills, and even more so I haven’t been able to control them adequately to use them more correctly. In this magnificent Palace with Elites in front of me, I'm a piece of trash.

I might be thinking like this because perhaps I grew up with this kind of view. We were treated like trash, so it's becoming normal to me to call myself such especially since I am amidst golds now. The echelons walked out of the room as soon as I recovered. I've heard they'd prepare for the evening since the search is coming. Perhaps it's what makes them busy.

"Manang Omeng will take care of you now, we'll