Chapter 232 - Volume 3
Chapter 11 – Territory (5)
Felaern looked suspiciously at the old man, while everyone else was momentarily at a loss for words.
“It’s truly the Lionheart……” Bosley suddenly mumbled and took one step back subconsciously as he looked at Brendel. “…… But how is that possible!? I know King Erik had once said that if his descendants forgot the oaths that the kingdom was founded upon, then the Lionheart would be lost as well, but the Royal Faction have gathered to restore the kingdom and find the glory that was lost for decades, so why is the sword tied to your destiny……”
Brendel took back the Sage Slate and gave a slightly surprised sidelong glance. He could hardly imagine the beggar-like appearance of the old man had anything to do with his job as the Royal Family’s head blacksmith. But despite his eccentric mumblings, the latter was able to read the runic words.
“Grandmaster Bosley, is there some secret to the Lionheart?” He said carefully.
Bosley’s hands stopped scratching his head and looked back at the young lord. He knew he was unable to deceive him, but he was still a little conflicted: “Lord Trentheim, my family’s bloodline has sworn to keep this a secret—”
Brendel waved his hand irritably.
“Is it? Or perhaps it’s because your House Tutius has worked for the royal kings ever since King’s Erik rule, and you’re unwilling to think otherwise? King Erik has also said that the Lionheart would return to Aouine, if the oaths are upheld and glory returned to the kingdom. Regardless of who possessed the sword or when it returns, the kingdom’s fate will be tied greatly with it because of King Erik’s oaths. That is why the person who inherits King Erik’s will is qualified to hold the sword—”
“I see,” he answered with a frown, “then, my lord, you know that the White Lion’s Plate armor is a type of Magic Armor?”
“You are referring to the special materials required to make one?”
“Yes.”
“Then what do you need?”
“As far as I know, Trentheim lacks a crystal mine that’s pure in mana content?”