Once, Ihan had aspired to be a man of letters, a literary youth dreaming of a life steeped in books and prose. Unfortunately, his impoverished circumstances and the cruelty of abusive teachers and dismissive adults around him had snuffed out those dreams prematurely. Yet, the love for literature, rooted deep from his past life, lingered still in his heart.

That lingering passion led him to approach the fairy tale written by a noble house's head with a measure of skepticism, yet what he discovered was astonishing.

"This gentleman, he's truly a remarkable author, isn’t he?"

The book turned out to be not just excellent but a masterpiece that commanded reverence. Even compared to the renowned works of his former world, it held its ground impeccably.

The narrative bore a semblance to the personal saga of Felicia de Offen, but its quality was so high that any similarities did not detract from its value.

"Given the medieval setting, it's more like a novel with illustrations than a mere fairy tale, but that's hardly a downside."@@novelbin@@

Despite its harsh and realistic depictions, the book managed to maintain a magical quality. It resonated with both children and adults, packed with universal lessons and moral insights. The unique and artistic illustrations, alongside a captivating story and prose, made it incredibly appealing.

Some might nitpick the historical inaccuracies, but such are the liberties of fairy tale storytelling.

In essence, it meant one thing:

"It's damn interesting."

Adaptations aside, the work was overwhelmingly engaging and artistic.

That's all that mattered.

Clack.

Ihan closed the 10th and final volume of the Knight Series, nodding deeply as he reflected on the profound aftertaste of the narrative.

Chirp, chirp!

Despite reading through the night, forgetting even to sleep, he found the time investment more than worthwhile. It clarified why books are often called food for the soul. Far from feeling tired, his mind was alert and refreshed.

"You were quite passionate in the past, weren’t you?"

* I just believed. I believed my sword could fly, that my sword could split clouds. That was all.

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