"Um... I didn't mean that you shouldn't use equipment right now. It's just... don't rely too heavily on their power."
Aranis lightly stamped her foot in frustration. She did not know how to explain it to Anvis. As the commander of the Rime Wind Knight Order, she was not skilled in verbal disputes.
Of course, the Girl believed that the dangerous situation Anvis had mentioned referred to the unknown enemies within this secret realm, and Anvis understood that as well.
"In any case, it's enough that you understand what I mean. Whether they're summons or Alchemy Golems, there is always a chance that the enemy can control them. Only the sword in your hand will never betray you."
"I will."
Anvis nodded with a smile once more, bringing the subject to an end.
If you wanted to end a topic quickly, you did not need to voice the opposite opinion. You only needed to wear a sincere expression and agree with everything the other person said.
What he needed to increase his own strength was, instead, closely tied to external objects.
Aranis's path was completely different from his. His third sister had taken the path of a knight—the path of the heart. Like those of the Warrior Branch, she used everything to temper herself, forging herself into the strongest sword and attaining a state of clarity and transparency within her heart.
It was a path full of thorns, yet also a bright, open road that led straight to the source. Most protagonists and Children of Destiny walked this path.
As for a mage like him, who spent every day calculating this and that with an exceedingly complicated mind, he could practically declare himself utterly incompatible with this path.
Anvis knew very well that this was where he fell short of