Chapter 60 "Plate Armor" and the Future "Poison Sword Saint"?

"Fuck, when nobles like you squabble among yourselves, is killing me supposed to lock in your victory or something?"

"Or do you see me as just a chicken, a warning to the monkeys? Or an ant, to be simply wiped out?"

"Shit! Being weak is a sin indeed!"

Hamilton glanced at the stony-faced Rein, although he didn't know who or what kind of power Rein had offended.

One thing he was curious about, however, was why Rein didn't go to his 'teacher' Perez for guidance.

Maybe it was because he was his superior?

"Rein, don't be in a hurry to retaliate when your own strength is still relatively weak. There will naturally be opportunities after you've grown stronger," he advised.

Rein nodded, his expression clearing slightly.

Shit, he too wanted revenge without delay, to just go out and slaughter whoever was behind this.

But alas, his strength did not permit it!

So, he could only inspire himself with the thought that 'a gentleman's revenge is not too late even after ten years.'