Chapter 2246 Combat Instructor Heatsend II
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Location- Lil Red Storm, Unspecified
"Wyatt, ept me as yourbat instructor," the Field Marshal repeated, receiving no response. Thetter, while possessing raw power,cked proper training. The Field Marshal believed she had the ability to transform this potential into a formidable force. As her young liege''s most loyal subordinate, she felt it her duty to unleash his greatness.
Wyatt stared at the Field Marshal nkly. He had brought her to the Lil Red Storm realm to demonstrate his strength, dispelling her concerns about his safety. This would allow her to focus on gathering allies to support him against the Southern Princess. Together, they could establish a faction in the Southern Region powerful enough to challenge the Southern Princess''s unchecked influence over it.
However, contrary to his expectation, witnessing his prowess, the Field Marshal insisted on taking him under her tutge. She seemed unwilling to ept a refusal. While having a martial genius like Field Marshal Heatsend provide one-on-onebat training was beneficial, Wyatt also needed her assistance in establishing a powerful faction as soon as possible now that they burned the Southern Princess''s reason to target him subtly.
Althoughbat training was a priority, it wasn''t essential that the Field Marshal be his instructor. Wyatt could enhance his martial skills by joining a martial arts sect in the VR-Universe, hiring a devil instructor using the Devil Merchant Code, or seeking the Royal Instructor who had taught Field Marshal Heatsend and four generations of the Southern royal family.
Meanwhile, it was crucial that the Field Marshal assist him in recruiting allies in the Southern Region. Instead of Wyatt wasting time building trust with each of them individually, a single word from the Field Marshal could sway them to his side. While no one would dare to oppose the Southern Princess for Wyatt, the situation would differ if the Field Marshal made the request.
In essence, Wyatt needed the Field Marshal as his forerunner, not hisbat instructor. However, witnessing her determination to mold him into abat monster, Wyatt realized it wouldn''t be easy to persuade her otherwise. During her recruitment, he had struggled to gain herplete loyalty. Now that she had be his fanatical devotee, he was beginning to regret his decision.
It wasn''t that the Field Marshal would refuse his orders; she would follow them without question. However, their rtionship had transcended that of Master and Knight, evolving into a familial bond, albeit unrted by blood. Previously, she would have given her life for him out of duty. Now, she would do so out of genuine affection. This fondness and devotion made it challenging for him tomand her on a whim.
"I am not fit to be a ruler," Wyatt muttered to himself, aware that apetent ruler would never allow such useless affection to hinder them. He was ustomed to dealing with those who meant him harm, but not with those who genuinely cared for him, even if misguided. After all, he had longed for love for two lifetimes. Now that he had found it, he was overwhelmed and unsure how to respond, primarily due to his trust issues.
His words did not escape the Field Marshal''s ears. She frowned, unable toprehend how his ability to rule was connected to her desire to be hisbat instructor. She wanted to assert that he was wrong but, avoiding a tangent, repeated herself, "Wyatt, will you ept me as yourbat instructor?"
"You''re not going to let this go, are you?" Wyatt remarked, locking eyes with the Field Marshal. He continued, "I was nning on joining a martial arts sect in the VR-Universe or hiring a devil instructor using the Devil Merchant Code. But since you wish to be mybat instructor, sure, why not? However, I have a few conditions."
"What are they?" the Field Marshal eagerly asked, willing to ept any condition from Wyatt if it meant she could help him hone hisbat skills to his best.
"Ourbat sessions should amodate my unpredictable schedule," Wyatt stated his conditions. "I cannot be isted from the world and myriad realms for too long, so no secluded training. Now that we have burned bridges with your niece, you cannot solely focus on being mybat instructor. You also need to recruit allies in the Southern Region who can warn us of her next move and assist us."
"We can train in the inter-realm city and choose sector where one hour in the Card World''s time zone is equivalent to weeks or months in the said sector''s time zone. This way, ourbat sessions will not only be built around your uncertain schedule but will also prevent you from being cut off from the world and myriad realms for too long.
As for gathering allies, don''t worry, Lorenzo and Leo are already on it. She made a huge mistake by cing my family under house arrest and sending the Royal Instructor to arrest me while using my youngest as hostage. The entire Lorn Family and its allies are now supporting you," the Field Marshal assured Wyatt, offering a solution to each of his conditions.
"Are you sure it''s okay to recruit allies so openly and aggressively? After all, even though you''re no longer on her side, she''s still the Southern Princess," Wyatt inquired, feeling it might not be wise to further provoke the Southern Princess with their tant actions.
"There''s no other way. Everything that happens in the Southern Region sooner orter reaches her. Not to mention, if we''re not this bold in recruiting allies, it would be difficult to convince them to switch sides," the Field Marshal acknowledged the limitations of her influence in the Southern Region.
If they didn''t y their cards right, instead of establishing a faction strong enough to rival her niece in the Southern Region, they would be her stepping stone to consolidating her sole dominance over the South. Demonstrating to everyone that the Southern Hero''s defection was irrelevant, she alone was sufficient. She was still the same old Southern Princess that they feared and revered or even stronger.