Ed held the wooden box, unable to hide the fiery passion in his eyes.
As a Knight, he knew better than anyone the value of the Potions in this case.
Each bottle represented the hope of an ordinary knight's complete transformation, the birth of an Earth Dragon Knight.
Raylo's gaze shifted to the massive training grounds below the castle.
Even without any formal organization from Black Stone Territory's leadership, the area was always bustling with activity.
Knights gathered in twos and threes, spontaneously engaging in practice spars.
The clash of Wooden Swords, the shouts of the Knights, and the occasional excited cheer merged into a vibrant torrent of energy.
These spontaneous duels had practically become a part of the daily scenery in Black Stone Territory.
An idea sparked in Raylo's mind, gradually taking shape.
"Ed."
"I am here, my Lord."
"How many Tier One Knights do we have in the territory right now?"
Raylo asked.
Ed answered without hesitation.
