Chapter 429: The Theory About Weakness, The Strength of a Puppeteer, And The Weapon That Is Deceit
Lyria's POV
I frowned.
"That is quite i-impossible," I said. "How does one r-remove every weakness entirely? Surely even the s-strongest among us must possess w-weaknesses of some kind."
Duke Valenridge nodded.
"That is true enough," he said. "But two truths may exist at once, may they not?"
I shook my head.
"I d-do not understand this l-lesson, Your Grace. If it is i-impossible to possess n-no weakness whatsoever, then why do y-you tell me I ought to s-strip myself of a-all of them?"
He smiled.
Then he asked, "What, then, is my own weakness?"
I paused.
I blinked rapidly, for I knew not the answer.
