The Broken Oath

Aiden dismissed all of her disciples.

But there was one—Marcus—who remained.

This was not per Aiden's directive.

"Marcus," Aiden spoke softly, "You should head to the Blooming Peak Pavilion as well…"

"Please, tell me, Master. What exactly has happened? What did you hear?"

Marcus looked directly into Aiden's eyes.

At seventeen, in this land of Martial World, a boy of this age is already capable of taking responsibility for his choices.

It meant he understood the weight of the sword in his hand, the consequences of his actions.

No crime could absolve him; no responsibility or duty could be shirked.

That is why his decisions deserve respect.

Aiden silently washed his face and brushed his hair back.

Despite being young, Aiden was a high-ranking disciple, trusted above all others among the three main disciples.

Could she even still be called an "child"?