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Matilda was surprised by this. Why did one of the greatest mages suddenly keep quiet when his son looked at him?

"Prince Alvin, I\'m not interested in what you have to say right now. I am a thirteen-year-old first-year student. No matter what it is, I should not have been sought out at all. You are distracting my education," Silva said and walked toward the door.

"Wait! You can\'t walk out on me, I am your prince," Alvin commanded.

Silva gave out a heavy sigh, snapped his head back, and looked at Alvin.

"With all due respect, Your Highness, I have something important to do. I beg that you allow me to go," Silva said.

"Not until I have had my talk with you." Alvin stepped closer to Silva.

Silva turned around and faced him. "Sadly, I only listen to people who are stronger than me. As it stands, you can\'t be a threat to me," Silva said.

"Huh? No matter how much of a prodigy you are, it\'s impossible for you to be stronger than me. Do you even know what you are saying?" the prince snapped.

"My prince, sadly, my son has spoken the truth. Even I, the Duke, know that magic of the highest order failed when it came to him. I was utterly defeated by my son. This is information I intended to take to my grave, but as it stands, my son is a walking threat, and he is baiting the prince into a trap," Terron explained.

Alvin\'s eyes opened wide in shock. He knew he was not as strong as the Duke, and if Silva had defeated the Duke, then he was here talking rubbish when this person could eradicate him in seconds.

The prince stepped away from Silva to avoid pissing him off further. He turned to Terron and spoke.

"If your son is that strong, could it be that he is a hero candidate?" Alvin asked.

"Sadly, no. Silva possesses great power and potential, yet he isn\'t a hero. I would know if I saw one. There is one currently in this academy. I\'ve been asked to look after her, but her information is classified. Twelve hero candidates have been found, and our kingdom managed to produce one.

Silva is not that one," Matilda said.

"Then how, how can he be this strong?" Alvin asked.

"Hahaha, you don\'t have to worry about it, prince. One day, you\'ll know who and what I am. For now, stay away from me, or there will be issues. Those eyes of yours can be dangerous when I least expect it, so I don\'t want them looking at me at all," Silva said and walked out of the door.

"Did you tell him about my eyes?" Alvin asked.

"Not at all. This was the first time he has ever met you," Matilda said.

"He has the ability to see my eyes and their uses. This boy is scary. Duke Terron, I am sorry, but I\'ll have to inform my father about all this. Your son may need to be contained," Alvin said.

"Sigh, to contain him may take a lot, but I believe the king\'s forces will be able to. I have already harmed him by letting him go missing when he was young. And now I am plotting to have him contained. He would definitely not forgive me if he heard this. He already sees me as trash, but now I will break whatever connection he has to me. But still, I understand how big of a threat he is.

He may offset the balance if he is left to keep growing at this rate, so we must do it," Terron said.

Silva, who was outside a few meters from the door and had hidden his presence, listened to the whole thing using his vibration sensing.

"Terron, Terron, Terron, this is strike three. Strike one was attempting to kill me as a baby. Strike two was attacking me when we reunited. And strike three is plotting to trap me. How disappointing can you be? I believed you could become something of a useful father to me in even a little way, but even that was too hard for you.

Sadly, my mom and siblings will have to be fatherless in the future," Silva said, determined to get rid of his father.

Some may say Silva was a hypocrite because Mike had done the same thing to him, attempting to kill and cause him issues, yet he chose to let Mike live. But Silva didn\'t care. Mike was his brother and was a child who actually had some reason to hate Silva. But Terron, Terron was a grown man without reason to even hate Silva at this point.

He should be begging for forgiveness, yet he is still plotting his capture. The best thing now was to kill him.

Silva walked through the corridor with slow and steady steps. He could smell the trouble in the air from all directions. It was all aimed at him.

So it was time to get serious. It was time to begin his movements. His mercenaries had grown close to a thousand well-armored and trained people. They had received a whole lot of benefits and rewards and were very loyal to Dawn.

The three A-ranked adventurers had been his ears in the city, gathering information and intel.

And then there was the man in Black Blade, who was feeding Silva all the information about the group.

And he discovered that the group stemmed from the capital, and that was where the majority of their people were.

Silva decided that he would take over this cult, kill the master, and seize rulership by force. They would come in handy for sure.