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Lyon looked puzzled and shot back, “The sword of the strong…? What do you mean? Even if that were true in the old days, you’re stronger than me now, Leon.”
“I’m not talking about the power difference between us two. I’m trying to point out the fundamental flaw in your martial way,” Leon answered in a firm voice, then nodded once and continued. “Actually, no. You have a point, too. You are certainly weaker than me at the moment. But the problem is you didn’t face me as someone weaker. You faced me as if you were the stronger one.”
“I faced you… as the stronger one?”
“Yeah. Didn’t you realize it yourself?”
When Leon repeated the criticism, Lyon only wore a more confused expression, and Leon couldn’t help but let out a long sigh. That attitude was proof of being a ‘strong’ person.
El-Cid seemed to find this entertaining.
—Hahahaha! Do you really expect someone blessed like this young master to understand what you’re saying? You’d have to unpack one sentence into ten and ten into a hundred before he might even begin to get it.
I didn’t expect it to be this bad, though.
—Personally, I’m not a fan of this whole ‘hungry spirit’ toughness rhetoric, but it’s almost inevitable that someone raised without lack will develop flaws you wouldn’t see in someone who learned hunger.
Just as a coin had two sides, the world had dualities. Only those who had been hungry could appreciate fullness. Only those who have...
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