“This is for me?”
Aitke stared at the medal that Kaos handed over.
The medal was made of a special black metal. The pattern was that of a long sword piercing into the burning flames. Under the illumination of the light, the flames on the sword seemed to be burning and emitting light.
Iron Caster.
This was probably the highest honor that the Knights of the iron country could get, and it was also the dream of all the Knights of the iron country.
When Edko was young, he had heard his younger brother boast that he would definitely become a member of the iron-maker in the future.
But now, this was no longer an illusion for Edko’s younger brother. He was working hard to become a member of the iron-maker.
For this, not only his younger brother, but even his father, Count Cruz, had poured all his efforts into this second son.
“Empress Yekana personally instructed me to give this medal to you.”
