"This guy really shouldn't be underestimated."
"Master Morphy's rate of progress is still so fast, compared to him, I have been too obsessed with my own duties and neglected the discovery of Strength."
In another private room, Maxim watched his own hands with great self-reproach.
Recalling the night he had sworn to become the sword of Morphy and then seeing how his master could now easily suppress a powerful Grail Knight in head-to-head combat, Maxim felt a surge of pressure in his heart.
However, Lady Rennesia, who had been invited to watch the fight, furrowed her brows.
She examined Morphy's eerie but formidable Dark Night Claws that kept ripping blood trails across the Valande Knight's muscular body, and after a few seconds of thought, she turned to Maxim and said,
"If I remember correctly, you have claws like that too, but I've never seen you use them when we spar?"
"Those come from the bloodline gifted by Master Morphy, a reward he bestows upon those loyal to him."
