Chapter 238: Meeting with Club
After a long, heavy silence, he finally sighed, a profound and wistful expression briefly crossing his features.
"Perhaps you’re right," Edgar admitted softly, a subtle hint of loneliness and sincerity filling his voice. "Over the years, serving the Helstorm family, I never allowed myself such sentimental attachments."
"Yet, Orion... Orion somehow became an exception. Every day, I see more clearly that I no longer merely wish to train a disciple or even a successor. He is far more important to me than I had ever anticipated."
Lucan smiled gently, sensing the weight behind Edgar’s quiet admission. He closed his eyes again, leaning comfortably back against the tree as the breeze whispered softly around them.
"Well then," Lucan murmured calmly, his voice returning to its usual playful tone, "perhaps you should stop trying to deny it. You look at him as your son more than your successor."
Edgar didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he allowed himself a faint, almost bittersweet smile, exhaling another quiet sigh as his eyes continued gazing thoughtfully into the distance.
"Perhaps... Perhaps you’re right," he finally whispered softly, his expression slightly complex as he shook his head and turned to look at the azure sky and fleeting clouds.
***
Inside the academy, the atmosphere was thick with palpable tension and anxiety. Some students whispered nervously, their voices hushed but urgent, their faces revealing worry and uncertainty.
Today marked the end of Vice Dean Hargan’s test, a decisive moment that would shape the paths of many young cultivators.
The stone-paved pathways buzzed quietly, students moving swiftly toward the main building or gathering in small groups, exchanging anxious glances and murmured speculations about who might pass or fail.