Edrik stepped up beside Kurogasa, who was watching Atlas from a distance as he ran across the volcanic terrain. Though Atlas stumbled a few times, he quickly picked himself up each time, pressing forward with determination.
It was already the fourth day of this intense training, yet Atlas still showed no signs of giving up.
"Master Kurogasa…" Edrik sighed.
Kurogasa gave a slight bow. "Yes?"
"You're really pushing him to his limit, aren't you?"
"The Lord has remarkable resilience," Kurogasa replied. "He constantly tries to break past his own limits. And, surprisingly, he succeeds."
"He's still only in his twenties… but his mental strength is incredible. It almost doesn't seem real. Just what has he gone through to develop such resolve at his age?"
"I think he simply loves what he does," Kurogasa said thoughtfully. "He's humble, even toward the troops. He treats them well, that's incredibly rare in a Lord."
