They say a son will always surpass his father.

But I didn’t expect for All to surpass me so soon.

Ever since Marie started teaching them, the kids have become really good at many things I can’t grasp.

Jacen can read auras and even know how to multiply numbers. Alvin… he has to become better at hiding his own prowess.

He has stopped describing his training to us long ago. I have no idea what he does in the woods.

But he still comes home with small clues sometimes.

At first Alice couldn’t understand very well.

When she showed me the Rosemary treant’s hook my face went pale for a moment.

Then she said it was in the middle of Alvin’s clothes.

It is small things like this.

A rosemary treant’s hook.

Slime stains.

At the beginning, broken things in the kitchen and dirt remains.

Right, knowing he used to battle treants in our kitchen it becomes obvious that he has decided to take his training to the next level.

It’s insane for a simple adventurer like me.

A single rosemary treant would be classified as a monster of [Low Rank]. Me being of [Lower Rank] would need all of my equipment and some companions to dare facing it.

But his clothes are never thorn or dirty. He must have hunt some animals and used their pelts to make training armor.

He has surpassed me already.

And I don’t know what to feel.

There’s a hint of sadness, but I’m somewhat very proud of this son of mine.

After so much fear, he is showing such power and will I don’t doubt it anymore.

Alvin won’t need our protection in the future. He will be the one protecting himself, may the day come when it’s needed.

After all, he has surpassed his old man already.

Take a bigger piece of meat son.

You will need the energy to keep your training going well.