"A sensible ambition." Odesto lifted his cup. "Though there is an old saying that a man who spends too long sharpening his sword may forget that he must eventually learn how to use it."
Lancet smiled faintly. "And there are plenty of people who have learned to use a sword only to discover that they were holding it by the wrong end."
The king's mouth curved slightly. "An unpleasant discovery, I imagine."
"Usually for the person standing closest to them."
Odesto gave a quiet laugh. It was not loud or particularly theatrical, but it seemed genuine enough. He took a sip of his drink before setting the cup down.
"Still, your reasoning is sound. Strength will be needed, and Dungeons offer opportunities that cannot easily be replicated in a training hall. There is, however, a difference between seeking strength and seeking it at any cost."
"I agree."
"Do you?" Odesto asked pleasantly.
