Just as he was about to continue speaking.
The giant sword in the Tiger-man's hand suddenly started showing tiny cracks, then shattered like glass, dissipating into countless light particles in the air.
"Even the simulated weapon can't withstand your strength anymore?"
Aksa said with a wry smile, "It seems I'm of no more value to you."
Ron shook his head:
"No, you misunderstand. I didn't come to you just for swordsmanship training. As I mentioned before, I'm very interested in the career path of a Weapon Master."
Aksa's eyes were full of confusion, clearly having taken Ron's previous words as mere flattery:
"Hmm? You're already an Official Wizard, yet you choose to go far afield in pursuit of a path focused on physical strength?"
"Developing multiple paths simultaneously, complementing each other."
Ron explained calmly:
