Noah's exclamation shattered the smile that had just appeared on Sorlon's face.
His words didn't sound like praise at all, and the underlying disparagement made this young man, whose self-esteem was not weak, show shame and a bit of embarrassment.
"Am I the weakest?"
"Yes, but you don't need to be disheartened. Bloodline awakening isn't set in stone. You can stimulate your bloodline through hard work and awaken further.
But starting from such a low point, to achieve the same accomplishments as your ancestors, you'll need to put in ten to even a hundred times more effort to possibly catch up with them."
Noah comforted the young man, who looked somewhat dejected,
"Of course, with my assistance, every bit of your effort can yield more results."
"Since I'm so weak, why do you want to help me?"
Sorlon asked with some confusion.
"You are indeed weak, but among your peers, besides you, there is no other bloodline awakener in the Augustus family's new generation.
