"I had thought of finding you another weapon, but the saber you carry now is one that I obtained from my travels on Green Island; it's said to be from the collection of the 'Oak King' and is a genuine masterwork.
In Transylvania, it would be hard to find a better means of defense, unless Murphy is willing to give you a famed blade. With my recommendation, Murphy would surely agree, but it's clearly too soon for you to wield such a blade with your current strength.
Tomorrow, I won't send you off.
You can depart with the Valande Knight who is about to train the new recruits again.
He is quite a formidable Winged Cavalry Commander, and from him, you will learn even more ways to wield strength."
"Mmm-mmm."
Biqi, with a heart full of affection, placed the protective gear gifted by her grandfather into her delicate yet sturdy Psychic package, then she stood up straight with a snap and said to Kudell:
"But, Grandfather, I've decided not to go!
I want to stay in Transylvania!
