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Anika, Wenammy, and Pearl noticed the sad look that Alex had, and Pearl asked, “You never talk about your parents. Are they dead?” “My mother died when I was three years old. My father... he retired to a faraway place after the events of the war with ‘The Galtian Khaganat’. He killed the Khaganat most powerful Mage Summoner and a bunch of her supporters, and he didn’t handle his regret very well. My father was always a man of faith, and having to kill so many took a huge toll on his soul. He abandoned his duties, his lands, and his title, and he did his best to teach me to take his place. I started to improve his lands and Earl Kayden’s lands five years ago, and little by little, I developed new methods to do things and I created all sorts of equipment and products. Over time, word spread