The Royals had tried to make up for that lack of nourishments with precious pills, but there weren't many drugs that could emulate something created through Heaven's power.
To put it simply, Max Ballor's dantian had barely made any progress since it entered the fourth rank.
"That doesn't mean that he doesn't care about you."
Errol replied while taking a couple of cups from his space-ring and filling them with some tea.
"You had to see him before the academy, don't speak about things that you don't know."
June sighed after she gave voice to those words and sat on one of the couches in the hall while picking a cup.
The treatment that her family had reserved her after her aptitude was confirmed still afflicted her mind, and she had yet to find a reason to forgive it.
'I don't really want to forgive though, I know you wouldn't.'
Noah's face appeared in her mind when she thought that.
June would often think about Noah when she met difficult situations.
'What would Noah do against this enemy?'
'How would he face this situation?'
Those questions often appeared in her mind when she was forced to handle the pressure of both the Royals and her family.
After all, she yearned for power just like him, her reasons and her notion of power were just a bit different from his.
June wanted to imitate Noah, but that wasn't strange for a citizen of the Utra nation.
Noah had basically become a legend among the suppressed cultivators and the smaller noble families since he had succeeded in their hidden dreams without anyone's help.
His deeds had become a source of inspiration for many that didn't want to be limited by their social status.
However, June felt something deeper together with admiration, but she mostly suppressed those emotions.
Noah's name was almost a taboo among the ranks of the Elbas family, and his recent victory over Amos Lochster further worsened his image in the Royals' eyes.
"Why are you here? What do the Royals want this time?"
In the end, June asked.
The Elbas family was aware of her friendly relationship with Errol and knew that he was the best person to deal with her wild character.
Errol revealed a helpless smile and handed a scroll to June.
June quickly sorted through its contents, and she revealed her arched eyebrows when she lowered it.
"This event is scheduled for a year from now, you might reach the heroic ranks by then. Why would I bother doing it?"
June asked as she analyzed Errol.
He was in the third rank and was even nearing its peak, it would only take a couple of months for him to be ready for the Heaven Tribulation.
Also, due to his peculiar position, Errol would surely receive the help of the Royals, meaning that there shouldn't be any issue in his breakthrough.
However, Errol shook his head at that question and revealed something that deeply surprised June.
"June, I'm not like you and, well, Vance. I don't want to improve only to enter a larger battlefield, I'm sick of seeing blood. I want to have a family, and I want to see my children grow up far away from these political schemes. You lose something important when you live for too long, and I don't want to reach that point. My cultivation journey is over."
Chapter end
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