Ainsworth was pacing back and forth inside his room, his head clouded with thought. The blond youth had been pondering what his personal knight had told him.
"If Arthur wished, the whole Vermilion Kingdom would be reduced to ruins within an hour."
Ainsworth thought back to what the knight had said a few minutes earlier.
'Father is a high-level Awakened; he is the strongest person I know… How could there be someone stronger than him?'
Some years back, a young Ainsworth had watched Aldric take down a King-tier beast with his bare hands. A young Ainsworth had been fascinated, proud, and even believed his father was the strongest person in the human domain. How naive he had been. Who would have thought there was an entity countless times stronger than his father?
