His father leaned back into the chair. "Honestly, fighting a Golem is not something even a five bronze star adventurer can accomplish. It would take at least two silver stars to fight it and win.
And that has put me in thought, about you, about your changes. They came unusually fast, and you grew in strength rapidly.
Noel I understand, as he has trained all his life and is a prodigy, but you, you would have to be a world-shattering prodigy to be able to pull off what you have done.
We all have our secrets, and I don't want to pry into yours. All I hope is that you don't dip your hands into something forbidden for the sake of power," his father said.
Riven could understand where his father was coming from. Such an exponential growth out of the blue was something to actually call into question.
"I promise, Father, I'm not doing anything forbidden," he said.
"I see. That's fine then. I'll allow you to rest and recover," his father said and got up.
