"You know, I admire your passion and dedication. But I cannot allow you to surpass my mother; only my sister can."
"I thought so."
There was no way I would let anyone get stronger that would potentially become a threat to my family, at least to anyone with malicious intent. Even so, I would like to do something for her.
"However, if you want to, I can lend you a hand on your goal to conquer the Imperial Dungeon. I can personally train you the way our parents used to improve the physical body and abilities of me and my sister."
"Milord...!"
Hearing my words, Dane's blue eyes widely stared at mine and gasped. A second or so later, she regained her composure before she asked about my offer.
"Being personally trained by Lord Raphael himself is such a great honor. But, milord, can I ask why you are going this far for me?"
"Hm." I shrugged. "Simple. Because I saw something in you. You have a unique skill."