A day had passed since I attended the King's summons. The memories of yesterday still lingered in my mind, and I had scolded Envi for his antics. But as usual, he just grinned and kept teasing me about building a harem. I was already tired of hearing it and decided to ignore him.
Graduation was in five days, and a week after that, I would face the Hero's Trial. I couldn't afford to relax—I had to train and get stronger.
That was what I told myself as I lay in my dorm room in the morning, staring at the ceiling.
My thoughts kept circling back to my confrontation with King Aslan. The gap between our strength was overwhelming.
When King Aslan attacked me, his power was immense—far beyond Cain's, and even my own father, the Patriarch of the Blackmore family. And yet, he had only used the first form of Braveheart Swordsmanship. Even with just that, he completely cornered me. If not for [Power of Incarnation] activating in time, I would have lost one of my lives.
