“…!”


  Irene’s eyes widened at that word.

  Master.

  It’s used to say that the person is a Master in one field, but in this situation, there was only one reason for Lulu to say that.

  Right. Lulu said that the grey-haired man is a Sword Master.

  It wasn’t even shocking.

  Sword Masters weren’t people who only appeared in fairy tales.

  However, it was true that there were very few of them, and most of them were high-ranking nobles and royalty.

  That meant that meeting a Sword Master is a once-in-a-lifetime chance.

  ‘I’ve never heard of such a Sword Master…’


  “Ha, haha. This…”


  Kuvar scratched the back of his head. Lulu was right. He didn’t have to worry.

  Irene smiled.

  And said,

  “Then, shall we go?”