The Hero intensely stared at Jett.
His prowess cannot remain concealed—surely this was no novice's victory. He must hail from distant lands or realms. What purpose draws him here? I feel compelled to enlist his talents for our cause.
Being a hero didn't just mean slaying dragons; it meant undergoing rigorous training and education tailored to one's talents and origins, instilling the truth that strength was the greatest deterrent. If someone like Jett joined the Rain Bead Dukedom, his influence would ripple across the continent—and nothing attracted attention quite like raw power.
Jett paused, his gaze lingering on the hero. She's hot.
