“Bunhelier, you don’t have parents, do you?” 

‘Has he been taught by Huroi?’ 

At the Tower of Wisdom... 

Kraugel was in the midst of sparring with Sword God Biban. It was to get used to the controls of his new ultimate skill. 

Speed was the basis of power, so it was a technique that had a very large rebound if it failed. Just like right now. 

“It isn’t like you to lose your concentration.” 

“......!” 

Kraugel’s vision flipped around and his face fell to the ground. This was the aftermath of being hit with the perfect counter by Biban. Biban had sealed the ‘strength of an Absolute,‘ as promised, but he easily aimed at the weakness of Kraugel, who was distracted. 

“Let’s take a break.” 

In the first place, your new swordsmanship carries too much risk... 

Biban held back the urge to give this warning and extended a hand. There was no way Kraugel could be unaware of the problem with his swordsmanship. It was about trusting him. 

“I’m sorry.” Kraugel stood up using Biban’s hand and shifted his eyes in the direction of the disturbance. 

In the midst of the murmuring tower members, Bunhelier was calm. “Parents? Of course not. Those are lower creatures born after the beginning of time... no, they are a necessary concept for all living...