"In a world where strength dictates one's social status, the only way to get rid of that feeling is to become the strongest. And I can only do that if I push myself to my utmost limits in every aspect of my life. The Royal Army can provide the setting as well as the resources required for all that."
"... I see." Senior Beldon nodded his head and Claude asked, "Is that good enough of an answer?"
"It's pretty good, yeah.." Senior Beldon said with a smile. "So what do you plan on doing now?"
Claude looked at Senior Beldon and said bluntly, "What else? Train."
"... *Sigh*.. You really are a workaholic, aren't you, junior brother Claude?" Senior Beldon placed his palm on his face as he let out a heavy sigh. "You should let loose once in a while, you know? Have fun!"