As he awaited the return of the pursuit team that had ventured into the Demon Realm, Seongjin spent his time in quiet solitude.
Apart from his training sessions and occasional visits to see Max, he remained secluded in his room.
He tried to avoid encountering the residents of the count’s estate whenever possible. The mere sight of the border count’s family, or even the servants, brought back memories of Amelia’s past, which made his blood pressure spike and his neck stiffen.
Instead, Seongjin could finally focus on his training after a long break.
Under Masain’s careful instruction and through meditation sessions with Commander Bruno, he felt as though he had returned to the Pearl Palace.
“I miss those days a bit. The fulfilling times when I could dedicate entire days to training in the training grounds.”
“…Are you serious, Your Highness?”
Sir Carmen, who had been training beside him under Commander Bruno’s strict supervision, asked Seongjin with a look that suggested he thought he was hearing nonsense.
“Tsk. Of course, I’m serious. That’s why you’re the slowest to catch on.”
“What?”
“Didn’t you join the order before Sir Claudia?”
So why are you so much slower to catch on than she is, huh?
“Ah, that’s annoying! Stop comparing me like that… ugh!”
“…….”
“…Uh, I apologize.”
Moreover, with so many tasks he had initiated scattered around, simply managing them caused time to slip away rapidly.
Consequently, Dasha found herself equally…