Rey De-Heavens (English)

Chapter 7: A warrior's path

Rey returned his face to normal, though the small feline on his head seemed to fall asleep.

"Would you be willing to help me in that situation as my master?"

"Only if your eyes ask me to."

As one who wanted to confirm his guess, Heroclades threw out a guess accompanied by a penetrating and serious look:

"Then if you know what I mean by the word allies" he spoke as if it were a secret, as if a crime was about to be committed.

Someone naive was not capable of survival. But his disciple was not naive at all, if he really had memories of when he was little he surely had been able to notice Katherine's intentions.

"Your behavior when you said goodbye to your brothers gave me a clue" said Heroclades as a good investigator. "You want and expect them to remain your family when they return from their training, especially since you noticed that both Katherine and Mijan are uncomfortable with your presence in the pack, and that perhaps their thoughts will end up influencing you. You also know why your siblings have something you don't. Am I wrong?"

Rey shook his head at the last question.

Returning to his jocular nature, Heroclades continued:

"In conclusion, we will "train" for the day each time you return and each night you will have the opportunity to measure your strength by trying to be free, to learn what you please and find escape from your weakness, from Katherine, from Mijan, from your parents and, hopefully, from the initiation process."

"Heroclades..." He was interrupted by his master.

Heroclades, cutting off his disciple's words, with a raised finger, gave a clarification:

"You may call me Hero, just as the others do... I hear you."

Rey, after rectifying himself, said:

"Hero" he continued, "do you really think I won't be able to attain enough strength to be able to deal with any situation?" he said with distrust, arrogance and haughtiness, as one who still didn't trust the reasons why he was given the opportunity to escape if it was obviously what his mother least wanted to happen.

Heroclades stopped his breathing for a moment. He realized that Rey, by the way she had used her words, knew something that perhaps he did not. Too small and too naive was his disciple to speak so confidently that he was bluffing. He, with a smile on his face, caught his breath and said:

"That attitude. You remind me of the great heroes who have lived throughout history. They were guys who feared nothing. They looked death in the eye. They were used to fighting and always standing their ground without giving in. Although they all had something in common: to be what they were, they had gone through countless ordeals and odysseys that were not thought possible. If I were to say that such a miracle was impossible, I'm sure tears of woe would flow."

"It gives me more peace of mind to know that I can count on you" he replied with a smile.

"I like your motivation and I tell you that you will be an achiever like those heroes. With the color of your eyes and after the first impression you made on all of us when you fell, it makes it a real miracle that you are still alive!"

Placing one knee on the ground and his right arm on his disciple's left shoulder he continued.

"Back to the subject. Pay attention... Rey, what separates the winners from the losers is that the winner takes everything as a challenge and the loser only finds excuses to try to escape from his position. I know and trust that every time you come back from inside that forest you will have a better sense of what your path is, an additional layer of experience and more knowledge. Now it may seem like a crazy idea, but what better teachers are there in this place than the trees that make up the Ever-Changing Forest?"