These boys, they must be scared of me, right?"
Lucas's expression was calm, "If something really happens, Marcus, you must take up your sword, just like I did back then."
He remembered the day bandits entered Blackwood, back when it was just a small shack and they had to scrounge for food.
Both his parents had rushed out, and he, too, had naively picked up a sword.
It was the first time he saw his gentle mother kill a man as if she were slaughtering a chicken.
Later, his father said that by taking up the sword, he had become a man, capable of protecting his sister and brother.
Just like now, he could not let their hard-earned family suffer even the slightest harm. Even if it was his wife, any threat to the family had to be completely eradicated at its inception!
He picked up his sword again, fiercely cultivating psychic powers.
"If I could be stronger, I could take on more of the family's burdens!"
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