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Chapter 151. It Was the Feeling of First Love.

In the next hour, Saxson perfectly experienced what it meant to be defeated.

No, it should be called despair.

As an elven scholar who had lived for 200 years, a noble, and a mage who thought he was not weak, he believed that his research in enchantment, alchemy, inscription, and archeology should be far better than this half-elf who looked no more than 20 years old. No matter how much of a genius he was, his experience and accumulation could not compare to his own.

However, he quickly realized what a grave mistake he had made.

It was a fatal mistake!

Their positions seemed to have been completely reversed. In front of Char, he was the elf who was no more than twenty years old, who had just washed away his impetuousness and was listening to the teachings of the old scholar.

What the hell, how did he know everything?

Char had wasted her time with the appraisal Masters.