After the duel between the two, Sylas approached the defeated Roderick.
"Sir Roderick, you have a wound on your hand, so you should go get it treated first."
"No, it's just a scratch. I will stay by your side, young master."
"Have you forgotten the day we first met? What did I say back then?"
"You said that a knight's body is his asset."
At that response, Sylas smiled silently, indicating that his thoughts hadn't changed since then. Seeing Roderick's touched expression, Sylas patted his shoulder and urged him again.
"Even though it's a light wound, it's the hand that holds the sword. Go get it treated quickly."
"Thank you sincerely for your consideration, young master."
Roderick deeply bowed his head and then left. Once Roderick disappeared from sight, Sylas turned to Toby and praised him.
"Truly impressive strength. It's beyond the rumors."
"Haha! I'm quite strong, you know."
