While Ford was talking with his mother, Troy had finally found where his father was, near where subordinates and vassals of House Cromwell were in this large camp.
This place was full of specialists who had seen the fight of Troy and Minos years ago. Because of this, the moment he appeared in that place, many of them immediately recognized such a regional prodigy.
"Young Troy, it seems that you have adapted well to the Flaming Empire!"
"Hehehe, level 52 at only 24, very good, very good indeed!"
"At this rate, the Newman family will meet the same fate as House Red!" One more, among many, commented on Troy's apparent success in the sect he had been accepted into.
Troy's progress had been exceptional!
Even though he had all the disadvantages of being from this part of the continent and living in a place of great competition, Troy had already reached level 52 in such a short time.
