"Alright, kids. You've worked hard. Now go back to your rooms and rest," Ardhis said gently.
Catrine gave a small nod and replied excitedly, "Yes, Father!"
She rubbed Sylvia's head, and the ice bird instantly transford into a blue light that sank into her forehead.
Turning to rlin, she smiled again and grasped his left hand tightly.
"Let's go back, Brother rlin!"
In the past, she could never have done that. rlin was terrifying—just looking at him used to scare her, let alone holding his hand.
But now, her brother had changed, and she no longer felt timid about showing him affection.
rlin smiled at her enthusiasm. "Sorry, Catrine. I can't go back with you. I need to talk to Aunt Linda. Can you go by yourself?"
As he said that, he glanced vaguely at Linda, leaving her a little confused.
Catrine looked briefly disappointed but quickly regained her spirits and nodded.
"Alright, Big Brother! But promise you'll play with later, okay?"
Her round eyes were so full of hope that rlin couldn't resist.
"Of course," he replied softly.
Satisfied, Catrine turned to Livia and took her left hand.
"Let's go, Mother."
"Okay." Livia smiled and didn't refuse.
She gave her son a brief glance before leaving with Catrine for the mansion.
"In that case, I'll head out too. I still have a lot of work to do," Ardhis said, patting rlin on the shoulder. "I'll leave this boy to you, Linda. If he causes trouble, just beat him up."
The corners of rlin's lips twitched. For so reason, his father still seed to hold a grudge against him for his past behavior.
Well, he couldn't do anything about it. If he were in Ardhis' position, he would probably react the sa way. Two years was a long ti, and the wounds left by the original rlin Clay were still deep in the hearts of those closest to him.
Linda simply smiled and gave a small nod.
After that, Ardhis walked away, following Catrine and Livia.
"So," Linda said, turning to rlin with curiosity, "what do you need from , rlin?"
She didn't know exactly what this boy wanted to talk about, but she had her suspicions.
rlin smiled as he rubbed Lyserra's small head before answering, "The reason I want to talk to you is to ask for your help in training , Linda."
"Train you?" Linda was surprised. "You an, train you to beco strong?"
"Yes," rlin admitted with a small nod. He took a deep breath, his expression turning serious. "As you know, I am the first son of the Viscount Clay family. But over these past two years, I've hurt my father, my mother, and my little sister. I deeply regret it, and I want to make up for it by becoming stronger so I can protect them."
Of course, there were other reasons he didn't ntion. To change his destiny, he had to start growing stronger now. The system was there to aid him, but he couldn't depend on it for everything.
No matter how many cheats he possessed, in the end, he still had to rely on himself—especially when it ca to training.
His biggest problem was that he had no real knowledge of how to train correctly. If he followed the wrong training thod, he could end up with a fatal injury.
"Training, huh?" Linda muttered, lowering her gaze.
She didn't answer right away, as if weighing his request.
rlin waited nervously. In the novel, Linda was one of the strongest characters. Her gentle, easy-going deanor was deceiving—behind it, this woman was terrifying. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ Nove1Fire
She was the strongest mage in Saint Freya's Academy and carried a well-known nickna—the Naless Mage.
It might have sounded odd, but the nickna had firmly stuck to her. Those who reached the highest level, the First Spirit Core, usually created a na for themselves—sothing tied to their power or sothing grand enough to impress others.
Linda, however, was different. When she reached the First Spirit Core, she never created a na.
In the end, people gave her a special nickna—the Naless Mage. It wasn't an official title, yet everyone still called her that.
Seconds passed, and rlin felt the air tighten around him. The only person who could help him grow stronger was Linda—only training with her would let him improve safely and steadily.
Suddenly Linda inhaled and gave a small nod. "Alright. I'll help you train. I'll even take you as my personal disciple."
rlin brightened at the news, but before he could thank her, she cut him off. "There's one condition."
He blinked and nodded. "Of course, Linda. What is it?"
She fixed him with a hard look, suspicion in her voice. "Tell what happened to you over the past two years. Tell why you changed so suddenly."
The mood grew colder as she added, almost threatening, "Don't lie to . If you do, you'll have to face the consequences."
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