"You are too kind and not calm enough, so you cannot lead an army!"
"You have a firm will and an unyielding character, as well as a stubbornness that gives people headaches. If you were a charging Knight, you would definitely disobey if an order went against your ideas!"
"Therefore, you are unqualified and will fail in every Knight selection!"
"What is your goal? A Knight? What kind of Knight?"
"A maid? What kind of maid?"
"Which comes first, which comes second."
"There is a saying in my world: to become the person you want to be, you must demand of yourself what that person demands of themselves."
"If you want to be a maid, demand of yourself what a maid demands. If you want to be a Knight, demand of yourself what a Knight demands."
"Please distinguish between primary and secondary, and distinguish what you truly want."
"In my opinion, you are already a perfect maid, having mastered the role of a maid to its extreme, unmatched by anyone!"
"But what about your path as a Knight?"
"Your path as a Knight should not completely overlap with your path as a maid!"
"Are you truly content with just being a maid under the Knights of Favonius? A Knight maid and a maid Knight are different. A Knight is dazzling and someone people want to learn from."
"Do you think you are worth learning from? Learning to be a maid, learning to be a Knight who cannot pass the selection?"
"If you truly want to become an official Knight, then you must recognize yourself, recognize your duties, and recognize your strength."
"I don't intend for you to give up your kindness, your persistence, it's just..."
"I hope that when others ask for help, you can consider the situation, refuse appropriately, and only help the eldest, weak, sick, disabled, and those truly in need, rather than unconditionally helping everyone, especially able-bodied people."
"The duty of a Knight is to guide, to guide the people to possess good qualities, not to provide humble service and guard against the people's degradation."
"That is not a Knight, that is a tempting demon."
Noelle fell silent, constantly pondering Ryan's words.
Before, no one had ever told him such a truth.
He couldn't judge whether it was correct or not?
But deep down, he felt that what the other person said seemed to be right?
Ryan placed his hand on Noelle's shoulder, bent down slightly, and looked him in the eye.
"I know you look up to Acting Grand Master Jean as a role model and learn the strengths of Acting Grand Master Jean and every official Knight, but they weigh and discern things when they encounter them, and you don't!"
"I heard that you once prepared to fight Stormterror alone."
"Noelle, do you have that strength? Your death would be a huge blow to everyone in the Knights of Favonius. Everyone in Mondstadt would lose a powerful guardian in the future."
"Don't be reckless, act more with others, and listen more to the opinions of the wise. After all, only by being alive can you better help others."
"I don't want to wake up and hear that you've been swallowed by Stormterror! Becoming fertilizer for flowers and plants!"
"Before doing things, think more about your own safety!"
"This is the second shortcoming you need to change."
Ryan felt that he had said enough, and finally added.
"Think about it carefully! In fact, in life, you can become any profession, as long as you are happy!"
"If you can't become a Knight, there are many other choices!"
"It all depends on you."
"Even if you continue in this state, I will not stop you, as long as you cherish your life more."
"This is the second time I've reasoned with you!"
"If you ask, I will teach you something more a third time, after which I will no longer speak."
"Frequent lecturing is annoying, I hate it myself, and you hate it too."
"No matter how much is said, sometimes, if you can't comprehend it, it's all nonsense."
"Let's go! I'm going to practice my Sword!"
Ryan picked up a wooden stake, adjusting his breathing and thoughts.
The Sword swung, cutting off a thin slice.
Slightly dissatisfied, the next cut was even thinner and more transparent.
Noelle just watched from the side, his gaze unfocused, his mind wandering.
He, who never rested, rested today.
He had more time to think!
Ryan's words left traces in his heart.
"Only three lessons? I don't dislike the Knight's philosophy you showed in your words."
"Guiding the people..."
"My shortcomings?"
Four hours later, lunch arrived, two vehicles delivering to two Training Fields.
Ryan and Noelle squatted to the side, slowly chewing on three wooden barrels.
The other trainees breathed a sigh of relief.
This animal finally wasn't coming to mooch off their food anymore.
After eating, some of the Claymore trainees suddenly walked towards the Instructor.
"Instructor, we feel our strength has reached a Bottleneck and is difficult to improve!"
"We hope to start the Legacy early and spar with the Sword trainees over there! Especially Ryan, he can receive praise from Acting Grand Master Jean, so he must be far superior to us!"
"If everyone can spar with him once, I'm sure there will be great progress!"
"Oh!" The Claymore Instructor, who was still eating, had actually been silently observing the situation in both areas and naturally knew what had happened that morning.
It seemed that this side couldn't swallow that anger.
Young people, youthful vigor is a good thing! Experiencing more hardships and more failures allows for growth.
If they learn some lessons, perhaps they can become official Knights faster.
"I'll go talk to them over there!" The Instructor got up and entered the Sword Training Field.
The Instructors from both areas discussed for a moment and agreed to the request.
Soon, everyone received the notification.
Ryan was stunned, looking at the malicious gazes opposite him, and casually made a Sword flourish.
He hadn't expected someone to be so eager to get beaten.
Even if they didn't propose it, he would have eventually asked the Instructor for permission to practice with the Claymore side.
"Ryan!" Noelle was at a loss, was it because of him that the conflict escalated again!
"It's nothing!" Ryan smiled, rubbed his belly, burped, digested his lunch, turning it into Qi and blood.
In a moment,
The boxes separating the fields were removed, and the Claymore trainees and Sword trainees looked at each other.
Their eyes sharpened.
Between heaven and earth, it was as if two Anemo forces began to collide.
Within the same Legacy, which of the two branches of Favonius Bladework was stronger?
"Ryan, come out!"
"Ryan, come out!"
"Accept our challenge!"
The Claymore side shouted loudly, full of provocation.
Ryan held his Sword, ready to step forward.
Ellin stopped him: "The ace should come out last! Let us try first! Otherwise, if you defeat everyone by yourself, it won't be fun for us to fight!"
Ryan looked at him in surprise, not expecting him to say such a thing.
"That's right! Since it's a competition between two sides, we can't let you, Ryan, steal all the thunder."
"If the Instructors watch your duel and then are too lazy to watch ours, that would be a big loss!"
Someone joked, rushing to the middle of the two areas first.
"Let someone from the top ten of the Claymore rankings come and spar with me!"
Ryan smiled, since that was the case, he would wait a bit first.