It wasn't flattery... it was just that facing the protection of a figure like Duke Lion Heart, who dared to speak and act effectively, gave an incredibly rich sense of security that was truly comforting.
Eventually, Kael looked at Duke Lion Heart with a complicated expression and finally nodded, saying,
"Yes... there won't be any mistakes."
...
When Kael left the study and descended the stairs, he saw a crowd of candidates who were nominally his relatives.
No one had left the scene, and as Kael descended the stairs, he imdiately felt the curious and fearful expressions of everyone.
Of course, no one was foolish enough to act like a third-rate antagonist in a common novel by rushing up to him and talking loudly like a minion.
Those who could stand there were no fools.
Everyone was very clear that soone as young as Kael, who had already beco a saint in the Holy Land, would definitely be a pillar for the whole Bell Federation and even England in the future.
Whether he would eventually beco the next Duke or not, Kael would inevitably be soone they intended to befriend.
At that mont, Kael was surprised to feel that the hostility in everyone's eyes had disappeared.
It was as if the whole world had suddenly beco much cleaner.
"When you fail, you'll find malice everywhere around you.
When you succeed, you'll find all that malice gone, and everyone greets you with a smile."
Unexpectedly, this thought suddenly occurred to Kael.
This was exactly what Duke Lion Heart and Sister Franca wanted to tell him.
He had always understood this principle, but this was the first ti he was directly experiencing it.
Players and natives were ultimately different.
As a player, even if targeted by malice, you could still tell yourself that it was all the ga designer's fault.
In the words of players, the curses for the ga designer were enough to circle the world a hundred tis, but despite all the cursing, the ga designer didn't appear directly in front of you to tamper with your favorite character, leading you to tears and breakdown.
At most, they just left a key in your car and would drive it away whenever needed.
For all players, the malice on the internet was never quite tangible.
The true malice was in reality; often, people weren't as much afraid of the online malice as they were of the strange and inexplicable looks from those around them when online malice spilled into their real lives.
Always maintaining a player's mindset of wanting it all wasn't necessarily wrong, but having adhered to it until now, Kael suddenly felt sowhat uninspired.
It felt a bit like missing the forest for the trees.
Perhaps delegating so non-essential tasks to others temporarily would be a good choice?
Everyone's gaze was fixed on Kael, but he no longer focused his attention on them.
He turned and stepped into the vast night.
Just make so minor changes for now... such as, concerning those students who had been studying War Mage combat skills around Lancaster for years.
Having stayed in the Lancaster Territory all these years, they could sowhat be considered Kael's half-students.
Since the data-driven information network strategy had reached a suitable stage for implentation, it was ti for him to once again embrace the responsibilities of a teacher and let them experience the ultimate form of the learning path that Mage apprentices had stood upon all these years.
Yes, Kael had decided to completely lift the entry barrier for the War Mage profession. It wouldn't cost a fortune to secure a position from him, nor would it even require any paynt.
Practically speaking, as long as the job seekers, whether looking for initial placent or a career change, could et the basic dical conditions, they could secure a position or transfer even in the wilderness.
The Mage apprentices still silently studying within the Lancaster Territory would beco the first beneficiaries.
Kael had resolutely decided to cultivate his ideal War Mage from scratch, step by step.
This batch of students, now fully versed in the theory of War Mages, were most likely the ones with the highest chance to maximize the destructive capabilities of a War Mage.
The gap between them was akin to that between a Magnetic King who hadn't studied physics well and a scientifically adept Magnetic King.
The upper limit of combat power they could exhibit would be vastly exaggerated.
...
Of course, whether it was cultivating top-tier War Mage talent in the short term or gradually delegating power to others while he focused only on strategic directions, that was all a matter for the future.
The next day, Kael received news from Lion Heart Castle early and imdiately went to collect his rewards for his recent promotion to Viscount.
And really, the Duke of Lion Heart had truly adhered to his words from when he founded the Lancaster Duchy; whether it was the Nobles or the Knight Class, their attire was designed with a significant consideration for both combat utility and aesthetics.
To soone with modern sensibilities like Kael, these garnts radiated the brilliance of true designers, rather than the squinting eyes and bizarre shapes of so-called "international fashion."
True beauty should be universally admired and not just a select crazy gala ant to segregate internal hierarchies.
In this regard, Kael gave Duke Lion Heart a huge thumbs up.
"Are you ready, little brother Kael? We're about to leave," said Sister Franca, beaming, as she stood beside the massive carriage.
Kael's mouth twitched slightly, then he sighed and said,
"Sister Franca, please don't say things that can easily be misunderstood," Kael shook his head, not knowing why, but he always felt that his foster sister tended to say bizarre things.
However, he didn't think too much of it and took it just as part of Franca's personality.
After all, Elanna's teacher Olivia seed "boisterous" when she fought him, so Kael decided he would just be careful about maintaining propriety as much as possible.
What Kael didn't notice, however, was that Franca seed sowhat distracted, as if her attention was completely drawn elsewhere.
When Kael's gaze swept towards her, she subconsciously shifted her gaze away as if more eye contact with Kael might lead to sothing happening.
Although Kael felt she was acting stranger than usual today, he didn't comnt further.
He didn't often communicate deeply with Franca and couldn't quite grasp the intricacies of his foster sister's inner world.
Only Franca inwardly sighed, "What kind of absurd dreams am I having nowadays..."
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