Before dawn, Lyrus ventured into a secluded clearing at the camp's edge. Only the rustle of leaves and distant chirps of night creatures accompanied him. He needed solitude to channel the system's gifts without arousing suspicion.
With a quiet breath, he focused on individuals who deserved elevation. He pictured each Guardian General and Captain, recalling their deeds and virtues. He conjured Eydon's unwavering discipline, Senna's keen strategic sense, Huron's stalwart protection, and the other leaders' unique strengths.
The system responded to his mental commands as he carefully selected enhancements tailored to each:
• Eydon: Enhanced precision and martial prowess, allowing him to perform blade techniques as graceful as art.
• Senna: A heightened stealth and sensory awareness, attuning her Wings to detect unseen threats.
• Huron: A profound defensive aura that could shield allies from harm.
• Others: Subtle elemental control, foresight in battle, unshakable courage under extreme duress.
He imagined these abilities settling into them as dormant seeds that would flourish through practice. They would not question a surge in talent—many warriors improved after intense conflict. The power would feel natural, the next step in their evolution as leaders.
When satisfied, Lyrus ended the process. He sensed the system's acceptance, as though it approved of his careful hand. He slipped back into camp just as the horizon lightened.
By morning, the Guardian Generals and Captains awoke, feeling oddly refreshed, their minds clearer, their reflexes sharper. They would credit rest, training, and the moral purpose uniting them. None would guess that Lyrus, alone, had silently woven greater strength into their destinies.
Meanwhile, Lyrus prepared to propose his kingdom-building project. The time had come to settle roots, to transform the Hellsin family's tarnished legacy into a beacon of renewal. He would choose a fertile valley, design sustainable defenses, and cultivate trade, culture, and learning. With his allies stronger than ever, this kingdom would stand as testament that integrity outlasted cunning.
As he stepped into the day's light, Lyrus carried a secret satisfaction. He was forging a future where justice and strength served all. The system's secret remained safe—no one need know the quiet miracles fueling their bright tomorrow.