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Luke Badniker, the Iron-Blooded Knights' leader and the Iron-Blooded Lord's brother, was a man of restraint.
Restraint defined him in every aspect of his life—his sleep, meals, hobbies, and even desires. Even the most devout, moderate people would eventually falter, but Luke maintained his control.
But this wasn't always the case. Luke had not been born this way, nor had anyone forced him into it. It was a choice, one driven by his moderate nature. He believed it to be the surest path to the strength he sought.
High self-control also meant deep patience. This was why he had waited until now to intervene, despite knowing about the disturbance outside the auditorium earlier.
Luke approached and regarded Hector. "What are you guys doing?"
Hector's body trembled under his stare.
"Hector Badniker," he called out, his tone commanding.
"Yes," Hector replied, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I need confirmation. Did you have permission to draw the sword in the main house?" Luke questioned.
"No," Hector admitted.
"Then was this an emergency serious enough to justify breaking the rules?" he pressed.
"No," Hector muttered...
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