SSS-Rank Awakening: My Talent Multiplies Everything novel Chapter 175

Chapter 175: Resentments.

If there was one person Zoey respected above everyone else in the world, it was her grandfather.

Not simply because he was family.

Not because of his status.

But because of his strength.

To Zoey, the Sword Saint stood at the absolute pinnacle of humanity. He was the standard every swordsman dreamed of reaching, the wall that countless geniuses had spent their entire lives trying to climb, yet never managed to overcome. Everything she had heard or seen so far pointed toward one conclusion.

Her grandfather was terrifyingly powerful.

And if there was one person acknowledged by almost everyone as the one most likely to inherit that title in the future, it was her father.

Morgan.

Even though Zoey disliked admitting it, she couldn’t deny the truth.

Her father was a monster in his own right.

His talent with the sword bordered on absurd. Throughout the years, countless people had referred to him as the next Sword Saint, a title that wasn’t handed out lightly. The fact that so many people believed he could someday inherit that position was enough to prove just how extraordinary he truly was.

Yet...

That same man had failed to land a hit on Kael after launching a sneak attack.

And Kael had awakened barely a month ago.

Just thinking about it made Zoey’s heart tremble.

What kind of monstrous talent was that?

...

Meanwhile...

Outside the mansion, Morgan stood beside his wife, Celyn.

She had her arms folded as her calm eyes drifted toward the building.

"So?"

"What do you think?"

Morgan remained silent for a few moments before finally speaking.

"He’s... quite good."

There was obvious reluctance in his voice.

"Especially that movement skill."

He narrowed his eyes slightly as he recalled what had happened only moments ago.

"It was strange."

"I couldn’t even properly perceive where he went until the very last moment."

Celyn frowned.

"Do you think Father might actually take him in as a disciple?"

Morgan’s expression darkened.

That...

That was exactly what he had been worried about.

It was also the entire reason he had attacked Kael the moment the young man stepped out of the limousine.

For years, both he and Celyn had been trying to earn the Sword Saint’s recognition.

Despite marrying Celyn, despite becoming the Sword Saint’s son-in-law, despite dedicating countless years to improving himself, Morgan had never truly been accepted.

At most, the old man had occasionally offered him a few pointers.

Nothing more.

It frustrated him endlessly.

People often called him the next Sword Saint.

They praised his talent.

Admired his swordsmanship.

Claimed he was destined to inherit the title one day.

But Morgan knew better than anyone that those words meant very little.

The gap between himself and the old man remained unimaginably vast.

He firmly believed that if he could receive proper guidance from the Sword Saint himself, that gap would shrink considerably.

Unfortunately...

The Sword Saint simply didn’t seem interested.

No matter how hard Morgan trained.

No matter how much he improved.

The old man never truly paid him much attention.

At first, Morgan accepted it.

The Sword Saint’s standards were notoriously high.

Surely he simply hadn’t met them yet.

That was what he believed...

Until Kael appeared.

The moment he learned that his daughter had taken an interest in some newly awakened Hunter, he hadn’t cared much. Young people making friends was perfectly normal.

But everything changed the moment he learned that the Sword Saint had personally requested an invitation be sent to this same boy.

That single fact sent alarm bells ringing in Morgan’s mind.

Who was the Sword Saint?

He wasn’t merely an extraordinarily powerful Hunter.

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