Valerius continued thinking, 'What I have discovered is definitely significant, but without proper proof, no one would believe it. Unless I get solid proof, I need to keep it to myself, or I will be considered crazy.'
What happens to crazy people? They get locked up in a mental institute.
Thus, Valerius decided to keep his mouth shut about this matter unless he had the means to prove it or the power to shove it down the ignorant people's throats.
'Life just got so much harder.'
After knowing this truth, Valerius felt that there was no escape from fighting.
He didn't only need to protect himself from unknown assailants so that he wouldn't end up as the Necromancer's undead slave, but he also needed to find a way to cure, kill, or run away from the will of the main world.
And for all that, he needed strength.
He needed to become strong!
