Recalling those names that came out enthusiastically during the invasion of the abyss, Joshua was a little dazed, but then he took his thoughts back. He noticed that Alva was returning from the foot of the mountain with the confused hunter boy. The warrior whispered: "If you want to help, go help. Although Alva knew nothing about these things, he knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to help when he saw someone in trouble, and knew that he would take on subsequent responsibilities. This was also a kind of courage."

"I will not teach you how to be a ruler. I will only let you understand what courage and choice is. The strong do not need majesty, nor do they need kindness or cruelty. He only needs to be firm in his goals and then keep going like this. I hope you can become such a strong person and one day be with me and your father to fight against future disasters."

Dimore looked at Joshua, and he looked at the warrior's red eyes, but he could only see indifference. There was no desire for power, no majesty, or dominance in his eyes. He could only see the reflected starlight from it, which was the whole world.

I understand. He suddenly thought this in his heart. This man never cared about those, rights, majesty, and voice. He and his own emperor and father, both of them had never cared about these things. They cared about the higher things, about the future and safety of the world. There was no fight between them because they disdained to fight for those meaningless things. They selflessly taught themselves and others because as pioneers, they had expectations for everyone.

But those are all mine.

Dimore suddenly laughed, and he also turned his head and looked at the villages in the north. The second prince had a flame that seemed to melt steel in his eyes. He understood the difference between himself and his father, but he was not ashamed of it because it was his choice.

My life is destined not to be so noble, fighting for order, the world and all things in the world. Even if the destined day comes, my reason must be more realistic: fighting for my authority and desire.

This is true regardless of who the opponent is, the corrupt nobles, the aliens, or other countries or even the demons in other worlds.

"I probably understand what my choice is."

He said this, and then bowed slightly to Joshua: "Thank you for your teachings." Behind Dimore, Alva, who didn't understand what was going on, came to the warrior with the already panting hunter boy.

A few days later.

The news that the Seventh Prince Alva became a registered disciple of the Earl of the North spread throughout the imperial capital.

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