Two hours later, after hearing the names of the twenty-three people Ovia had recommended, Ignis lightly tapped on his desk and did not answer immediately.
Seeing this, Ovia stood quietly to one side, waiting without interrupting his father's thoughts.
"I'll speak with these people individually," Ignis said, looking up at Ovia. "No matter what, I'm grateful for your help."
"Father, you don't need to..."
Before Ovia could finish, Ignis stepped forward and embraced him, saying softly, "Your father is a sinner. Don't become like him in the future."
"If you want to see me after we part this time, come find me in the Kingdom of Isia."
"Lastly, tell your mother that her father loves her very much."
Hearing his father's words, Ovia fell silent for a moment before replying, "I understand, General Ignis."
At two in the morning, Ovia bid farewell and left the tent.
Watching Ovia's retreating figure, a trace of reluctance appeared in Ignis's eyes before it was replaced by coldness.
From that moment onward, Kvat III Silverwing no longer existed in this world. There was only the Ignis Soul Intent Knight.
Elsewhere, in the Twenty-Fifth Legion's garrison, Kyle was doing the same thing as Ignis.
Inside a tent, Boke Ya lowered his head, caught in a difficult choice. Bowen was the same, deeply lost as he stood at a crossroads in life, unsure which path to choose.
Kyle sat across from the two of them without disturbing them, giving them ample time to think.
Over the five-year war, Kyle had gained a detailed understanding of the capable, talented, and ambitious young people within the Twenty-Fifth Legion.
He basically knew everything about those talented individuals who, due to their humble origins, had never been given a stage on which to display their abilities.
These people were his