Cynthia stared at him for a few minutes before her lips slightly pursed.

"Do you hone yours skills and strength just to bully others?"

"Cynthia, I..."

He simply couldn't accept it. Why should she care about the weak? If they were gone, they were gone.

"Kneel."

That was all Cynthia said, but her face was heavy with gravity.

"Do you know why I've always refused to teach you medicine? It's because you lack any compassion for the vulnerable. You even

find joy in instilling fear in others. Kid, you've got a wicked streak."

The words "wicked streak" seemed to etch themselves deep within him.

In the dead of night, he would wake up to hear Cynthia repeating those words.

Wicked streak, wicked streak.

How dared Cynthia speak of him that way? He was determined to learn medicine and to excel at it.

The thought was rooted in his mind, along with a crazier idea: he would make Cynthia regret her words.

Afterward, Cynthia becbusier, until one day, she returned, battered and bruised, still intent on taking him away.

"Phelps, BK isn't the place for you. It's too dark here, and it twists you more every day. Cwith me."

At that moment, looking into her eyes, he saw her unwavering resolve. She genuinely seemed to want a normal life and had

worked hard for it.

He couldn't understand why anyone would strive for the ordinary when everyone wanted to be extraordinary.

"My daughter is adorable, you'd like her too."

in BK? The encounters with Cynthia were few,

Cynthia's concerns were never about his strength but whether he had

She had a daughter?

then he turned

as a guardian, and always hoping

of him.

would always ask, "Phelps, are you

he was happy. His

to hear it. She'd probably describe him

him, the one with the wicked streak,

the organization,

out,

other members of the

sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt

here. I'll lure them away and cback for you. Don't leave

bleeding too

it was just an excuse. She detested him so much

her departure, he left the cave and found her trying to make her way back, collapsing

wasn't coming back for him. She never cared for him, and

by in

help her; instead, he

encountered a group of men with guns, who demanded to know if he'd

were nasty, grabbing him as if

he betrayed

she had discarded him, then she

"She's over there."

was

he told the Elders that Cynthia betrayed BK and took the

hunt her

beca wanted woman

saw her was to kill her without

him; it was

no matter how many

words "wicked streak”

he learned of his own

are you

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