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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Titus arrived at the

presence of the white-haired Simon and simply

"Do you know why I

Turnbulls?" Titus replied without hesitation-it really

replied,

his attitude-even if he lacked raw talent, he made up for it with his shrewd mind and

Ehud Lionheart, inherited his prodigious talent for martial arts and

of them were hopes

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

"Jan is dead?"

a double take-he only found out about that

he said uncertainly, "Did the Turnbulls find a new supporter,

Simon replied before he could mention the

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

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