But the next moment, Emil's mechanical voice echoed in his ear, "He replenished a bit of vitality..."
Alright... Compared to power and the future, it seems dignity and pride are not things that cannot be forsaken.
Besides, Mr. Roger's strength is indeed formidable, which even my uncle acknowledged, so becoming his... follower doesn't seem unacceptable.
Thinking this, Kenneth closed his eyes and steeled his heart.
"If you're still hesitant, give it some thought," Roger suddenly spoke, extinguishing the courage Kenneth had barely mustered.
"I have matters to attend to; if you figure it out, feel free to find me anytime."
Kenneth sighed, watching Roger's back disappear from sight.
Before he could regain his senses, a low voice reached his ear.
"A true disgrace to the Silver Dragon Clan, where is your pride?"
Kenneth turned around to see Emil's angry eyes.
"I didn't say anything."
Kenneth clearly had no intention of admitting his thoughts.
