"Hmm! What requests?" The Sword Saint looked at Muria with some confusion. This slightly peculiar young Titan seemed to have come to him on purpose, but he didn't understand what about him could possibly attract the attention of a Titan.
"I would like you to teach me swordsmanship," Muria bit his teeth and stated his ultimate reason for coming here.
"You want me to instruct you in swordsmanship?" Sword Saint Ron laughed lightly, looking at the child before him with black hair and golden pupils, "Little Titan, did you come here specifically to mock me?"
"Your Excellency, Sword Saint, I am not implying that," Seeing that the Sword Saint misunderstood him, Muria said seriously, "Your mastery of the sword art is impressive, I sincerely ask you to accept me as your apprentice."
Having said that, under the surprised gaze of Hesel and the elf elders, Muria bent his upper body forward at a forty-five-degree angle and bowed deeply to the Sword Saint.
