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That question weighs over you for much more than you’d like to admit over the next week after the battle of wills between you and your mother reaches an unsatisfying conclusion. Surprisingly, the answer is the first one that pops into your head as well. A shame, you want to think, but you guess that such a fundamental aspect of your person is one that cannot be changed or shifted, even after such a bad experience. Or perhaps it is as they say, and time cures heavy wounds. Well, the same can be said for mana exhaustion, for after a week of rest and some light physical exertion, your body is- well, not one hundred percent, but much better than it was. Good enough for you to resume your morning training routine.
As you go through the same motions you have a million times before, you allow your mind to wander. A bad habit, perhaps, but you cannot help it. In a little over a month's time, you will be competing in a Grand Tournament. A type of event many devote their entire life to training for, and yet here you are with only a singular month. You doubt that even if the Inquisition, or your Father, allows you to win, you would be able to. While you are stronger than almost all your peers, exceptional students in their own right, there are still those who exist on another hierarchy than your own. Perhaps if you had the years a woman such as Red has, that is many mind you, you may come close to approaching them. Regretfully, you’ve yet to reach even twenty with your birthday still months away.
Regardless, You’re going to be competing in the one-on-one duels, so you need not worry about team tactics or any sort of coordination. Then that leaves the question; what should you prioritize practicing? Your swordplay is immaculate, your magic is exceptional, and you are swifter and stronger than even the most savage beastfolk who live past the laws of civilized land. So then what? You suppose that you could always have your father call for experts and quickly assemble a team of Adamantite-level individuals who will no doubt tutor you to the best of their abilities. Though you must admit the last time this has happened was when you were still young. Around the time you went through puberty you despised the concept of having to rely on such tutors to win fights over other noble children, after a snide remark from Albretch, and vowed to excel through only your strength alone. You were a rather idiotic child at times.
