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The next day, Hector returned to the academy. I spoke with him briefly before leaving and took the chance to ask about his plans.
"I want to go back home and focus on training for now. If I'm lucky, I might get a few words of advice from Father," he said.
That sounded about right. The Iron-Blooded Lord would not ignore Hector, given all he had accomplished. He would provide elixirs and observe his swordsmanship.
Of course, the Iron-Blooded Lord's schedule was hectic, and I wasn't sure whether they would meet at the main house. In truth, it didn't matter. The Hector before me was probably stronger than the one I had known in my previous life. I could see it in his eyes—the hunger for strength, the drive to train, the eagerness to reach the next realm.
Honestly, I worried that meeting the Iron-Blooded Lord in this state would not be good for Hector. To him, the Lord was still a godlike, invincible figure. Hector would undoubtedly take any advice to its extreme.
Still, it is okay. Hector hadn't yet reached the stage of pursuing his own martial path. He still idolized his teacher, and that was natural. One day, he would have to stand alone, and then the Iron-Blooded Lord's guidance could become a poison for someone with Hector's temperament.
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