As Milton and Alfred’s duel became all the more fierce, the others did not dare to intervene.

There was but one man who was not afraid to jump in: Jerome Taker. He would have intervened if he was just given the word. In fact, he was planning to.

But he did not.

‘Amazing…’

That was because he became aware that Milton was about to evolve once more.

Jerome was about to jump in when the opponent’s aura suddenly exploded, but he hesitated when he saw that Milton was withstanding the blows much better than anticipated. Within time, Milton was slowly adapting to the present situation. More and more of the attacks that he had difficulty blocking at first were now being met perfectly.

In this short moment, Milton’s latent potential was being dragged out as he was forced to adapt to his enemy.

‘I’ve been called a genius as well, but that’s put to shame compared to the lord.’

Milton always said that Jerome was the real genius, and he was only a bit bright at best. But Jerome wondered from time to time if his lord was the true brilliant mind.

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When Jerome first met Milton, Milton’s strength was not that of an Expert but an ordinary knight. When he set off for the frontier, he was a poor noble who had to resort to employing mercenaries because he did not even have the prerequisite...