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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at the streamside

presence of the white-haired Simon and simply

satisfaction. "Do you know why I asked for

Titus replied without hesitation-it really

Simon replied, opening

it with his shrewd mind and

son, Ehud Lionheart, inherited his prodigious talent for martial arts and overwhelming

were hopes for the

killed at Turnbull Estate," Simon said calmly just then. "I'm hoping

"Jan is dead?"

only found out about

he said uncertainly, "Did

brat," Simon replied before

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

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