Chapter 38

Is my father's silence-loving illness flaring up again?

He was as quiet as when we first met.

‘And why isn’t Agnor here?’

If I’m not around, he should come out and train hard on his own.

Moreover, I haven’t even properly thanked him, so it’s hard to see him.

Since that day, I haven’t been able to meet Agnor properly.

According to Laïla, Agnor is also diligently testifying.

It seems that, like me, Agnor is also exempt from attending the intermediate institution and is in his own building.

‘Hmm, his mind is a bit slow, isn’t it?’

After thinking for a while, I lifted my head.

“...”

During this time, my father remained silent.

At this point, it seems his silence-loving illness has flared up again.

‘...Or is he upset about something, which is why he has that troubled expression again?’

This is definitely the same expression he had when I brought Agnor as my second disciple.

Even though one of his eyes is still blurry, it was clear.

“Victory.”

Finally, my father spoke.

With the heavy task of returning to my parents on my shoulders, I had no choice but to listen carefully.

“...Victory is only called victory when it is achieved without injury.”

“Huh.”

What is he talking about? I was speechless.

“What do you mean, Master? How can one always win without injury? That’s...”

“Didn’t you agree to follow my words like law the moment you called me Master?”

“...Well, that’s...”

When did I ever agree to follow your words like law?

I had a mountain of things I wanted to say.

But the situation always favors the one who has something to hide.

I was about to bite my lip but stopped, startled by the pain.

“I have always won without injury.”

“That’s you, Master.”

...Hey, I’m still a novice who hasn’t awakened yet.

I wanted to say this, but for some reason, my mouth wouldn’t open.

Especially at this moment, what could be more frustrating?

‘I won the fight. At this age, it’s not easy to win. ...At least give me some praise instead of scolding me.’

In such moments, I think a young body is truly weak.

No matter how much I endure, there are times when my threshold is inevitably lowered.

My eyes felt like they were about to turn red, so I bowed my head deeply.

Man, even though I came here with muscle pain, can’t you at least welcome me?

Come to think of it, when has my father ever welcomed me?

‘What a mysterious person.’

I was about to bite my lip but clenched my teeth instead.

“Where are you going?”

“...I’m going.”

I came to train, but now that I look at it, I’m not in any condition to train today.

Thinking about it, I don’t know what I came here to do with this limping leg.

I just felt like I had to come.

Looking back now, it was definitely a compulsion.

However, I couldn’t take a few steps before floating up.

It wasn’t my will; I was wrapped in a stream of water.

Feeling my slightly wet clothes, I wished the water would splash on my face.

‘My father would never say something like that.’

The more I thought about my father from Earth, the weaker my muscles around my eyes felt.

I didn’t want to look weak, so I didn’t want to relax.

It was my pride.

Does he know my feelings? Or does he not even think they’re worth knowing?

I had to face my father with a messy face.

Seeing his calm, unchanged expression made my anger rise.

What, what is it? Is he lifting his head to show off his disgustingly handsome face even at this moment?

“Your body is a weapon.”

The usual low voice came out, and my skewed mind raised its head first.

I glared at him with an expression I wouldn’t normally show.

“What do you want me to do?”

“A weapon will rust or break if not maintained.”

“What does that...!”

“Your body is the same.”

“...”

I was speechless.

“I have the right to scold you for neglecting your weapon as your Master.”

“...”

...What. Treating people like human weapons.

I should be angry, but I wasn’t.

My gaze wandered aimlessly.

So he wouldn’t think my troubled expression was because of me.

“A properly refined and purified weapon can last a lifetime.”

“...”

“I can offer this advice because I failed to refine that weapon.”

Suddenly, I thought of Pierre, who was alone in this space.

He had immense power but was born with a frail body, as if he had received a penalty.

In nature, animals that are not normal are almost always eliminated.

But if my father, who had a proud and strong power, couldn’t even choose to be eliminated, what does it mean to say he failed to refine the weapon?

“Lord Pierre was truly an object of envy. He must have never had a day without attention until the end of his life.”