The day after I had stirred Ethan’s desires with a bit of encouragement.

Even though three hours had passed since his sparring session with Harold, Ethan was still in the training hall, tirelessly swinging his sword. Watching him, I couldn’t help but marvel at the sheer determination men are capable of.

‘In many ways, it’s truly impressive.’

Though today’s duel had ended in Ethan’s complete defeat once again, there was something different about him today—his determination was on another level.

No matter how many times Harold knocked his sword away, Ethan would quickly retrieve it, adjust his stance, and keep …