At that time, he did not even know how to properly swing a sword, using brute force to cut his way.
And now look at him, the young man standing opposite Reinhardt had grown far beyond what anyone in this little town or even he could have imagined.
That said, no matter how powerful Drystan was, it was still impossible for him at this point to defeat Reinhardt.
Silas was clearer than anyone on this point.
"Strength, Agility, Endurance, Stamina, Mana… All his stats are approaching High (High). Moreover, that talent with sword… He has clearly mastered more than two Transcendent States and has established his own combat rhythm. Commander, you sired a good son".
Looking at Reinhardt, Silas couldn't help but sigh. In his eyes, Reinhardt's aura, even while suppressed, was blazing.
At this moment, a small figure suddenly burst out from the church.
"Wait, Lucas!" Behind him, Granny Maribel hurriedly reached out to grab him, trying to hold him back.
