But even a tiger would not eat its own offspring, he could never allow himself to be that chosen one.
Yet now the truth had been prematurely unveiled.
Yatagarasu Kensumi was in despair.
He finally understood Sword Master Cold Crow's later indifference; the only bond between him and that man was being reduced to a tool.
"I still remember the incidents of my childhood, the guidance you provided me as I grew up, and the smiles that graced your face."
"But after I came of age, those smiles gradually disappeared, and our relationship became distant. At first, I thought it was because I was not doing well enough."
"So I trained desperately, completely forgoing a normal life, hoping only to become stronger, to see more recognition!"
The sorrow in Yatagarasu Kensumi's eyes vanished, leaving nothing but an empty calm, as if he were dead.
"Four months ago, Roger came to Hankawa, you wanted to adopt him but he refused, later he became your student."
