“Why aren't you taking this seriously?” The same person asks the same question again. “You’ve always been like this, Hareve, you were like this as well in the past.
You’ve never taken it very earnestly no matter how many times I’ve asked you to, and I would ask you the same question, Hareve…” Those silver eyes spark sharply. “Why?”
In that moment, Hareve recalls his conversation with Gilbert.
…
‘You know he can never beat you.’
‘Are you saying that Nigel's effort is futile?’
‘His effort is not futile. Its result is him right now. If we cut out his leadership, what is there to be ashamed about? He's powerful, strong, and intelligent. He has everything…’
‘…But maybe he's not aware of that since his goal is to compete.’
…
He is looking at the person in front of him, this present Nigel Gawain.
The boy who used to be a cute little boy who always followed him.
A strong boy who tried harder than everyone else.