In the small room, there were nothing but bandages everywhere.
And here, Hector was still maintaining his stance on the floor with his cane.
Each of his steps was truly stable—unlike before.
It was clear he had practiced a lot. He had lost nearly a whole month because of that.
"Haaah..." Exhaling deeply, Hector directed his cane forward, searching for any sign of something that might block his way. But everything was fine—he could finally sit down on the treatment bed with a sense of relief.
"Finally, I can go to the Academy!"
"But first, I'll meet Bam… and face a lot of other trouble I have to deal with, and…"
Yet, as he said that to himself, his face twisted into a grimace.
"Oh no, I forgot something huge!"
"That's why I left the Academy… damn it."
"Now that I'm returning, do I have to face that bastard from the Avaloria Empire again?"
"Ugh… I've made a mistake."
Hector lightly pressed his forehead, as if to deepen the mental pain.
