Simon Lionheart, the head of the Lionheart family, had grounded Titus Lionheart for his previous slip-up.

Titus never complained as he meditated and studied, keeping his nose out of worldly matters.

Even as he received Simon's summon, he merely nodded, as if he had already expected it.

While he did not appear particularly thrilled, the two sentries with him were.

"Congratulations, Master Titus! Master Lionheart must have a task for you. It seems that your days in confinement are over."

"Exactly, Master Titus. Master Lionheart is wise he would never neglect you forever. And today is the day your fortunes will change!"

Despite their sycophancy, Titus' expression remained placid, and he did not even lift a brow as he spoke quietly, "My father must have something in mind when he called for me, and I'm not particularly affected by my punishment. Why celebrate?" With that, he strode off, leaving the two sentries trading glances.

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too humble in the presence of the white-haired Simon and simply

attitude, Simon nodded in satisfaction. "Do you know why I asked for

Titus replied without hesitation-it really

Simon replied,

eldest son, especially his attitude-even if he lacked raw talent, he made up for it with his shrewd mind and attitude. Calm and calculating, it was an attribute he inherited from

Lionheart, inherited his prodigious talent for martial arts and overwhelming

them were hopes for the

Simon said calmly just then. "I'm hoping to hear your thoughts

"Jan is dead?"

only found out about that

in thought, he said uncertainly, "Did the Turnbulls find a

the Lawrence brat," Simon replied before he could mention

surprised, and soon frowned. "He's growing even quicker than expected. If

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