Gon knew those words weren't just advice; they were a principle his father lived by.
To the Duke, strength wasn't just about power, it was about perception. Fear kept enemies cautious. Fear ensured loyalty. Fear made sure no one ever dared challenge you unless they were certain they could win.
Gon exhaled slowly, keeping his expression neutral. He understood what his father meant.
He nodded, his face calm and unreadable. "Okay, Father," he said simply. There was no argument, no protest, just quiet acceptance.
But deep inside, something stirred. His father's words lingered, pressing against his thoughts like a weight. It's better to be feared. It is embarrassing to reach your limit.
His fists tightened subtly where they rested on his lap.
He wasn't sure if it was frustration or determination, but in that moment, he made a silent promise to himself. Never again.
Never again would he allow himself to collapse in front of others.
Never again would he show weakness.
