Hearing the Third Prince's name, there was a bitter taste and a complicated feeling that came out of Nathan's heart.
Towards the Third Prince, his feelings were actually juggling between envy, because Leon spent more time with his father as his student, and curiosity because his father would only hear him praise whenever he talks about this student of his.
"You know very well that he is not a 'trash' that you speak of." He replied helplessly with an aggrieved expression. His father was flexing, not ridiculing the other party.
"Yes, that's what I wanted you to remember." General Farauld looked at his sulking son and nodded straightforwardly. "That being said, he was the only person who had the right to teach someone this technique. If you want to learn this technique, it could only be him who could teach you."
