"Is it only the Eruein people who have honor?" Templar Stephen looked deeply at Brand: "The ancestors made vows on the Holy White Plain, and we descendants can only continue the legendary flames with our blood." He bowed slightly to Brand.
This knightly salute contained both obedience and respect.
It was a respect for the true ideal, akin to the footsteps of followers of the King of Flames. Only those who share the same conviction truly understand each other, whether Eruein or Cruz people, among all, there are those who strive for the same noble pursuits. What he wished to prove was only this point.
Barbara stood silently by, smiling mysteriously. The Dark Dragon Lord was once called a Fool, but true foolishness was only among the mundane people.
Brand was dumbfounded.
