Hearing that some of the beauties he was supposed to tame were strong enough and power-thirsty to hunt titans, Edmund felt the hairs on his body standing straight.
With time, he knew he would grow strong enough to also hunt titans. The reason it was not the titans that scared him, but his laziness instead. He was wasting his time.
Though he had been training to fight with a sword with Peony, he knew battle experience was better than just hearing a couple of tips from a skilled swordsman.
'I should have hunted a few monsters. I should have explored the Almighty Interpreter and experimented further to know more about my Special Ability.'
'Stop spouting nonsense, fool! If you did, how would you have enjoyed Peony's hot body? You have suffered a lot on earth. You needed to compensate yourself while you still could. Besides, who told you the basics are not needed?'
