"And in the following days of competition, it seemed like no one could defeat you."
Helen now lay on the deck, her whole body aching.
"Heh... perhaps, because I'm rather special?"
Basel chuckled self-deprecatingly and guzzled a large mouthful of wine.
"Uncle Basel, how did you become so formidable?"
Helen asked curiously. Since she had resolved to become an Extraordinary Professional, she was eager to learn more about Professionals.
But Lord Lis rarely talked to her about those matters, only insisting that she keep exercising.
"Ha ha..."
Basel laughed bitterly, seemingly reminded of those unbearable days before he left home.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a strong desire to confide in Helen before him.
"This strength of mine, it was all forged under the supervision of my old man."
"My dad was strong, very strong!"
"But also very stubborn!"
