"What do you think about inheriting my title of Lord?" Sigurd asked with a grin as he folded his arms.
"Hah?" Alice blinked her eyes.
"My title as Lord of the Forge. Do you want it? Become my student and I'll pass everything to you. My techniques, my knowledge, my blueprints. Everything, I'll give it to you." Sigurd clarified.
'With such an offer given to her, it'll take her a moment to fully digest everything.' He mused to himself.
But that was fine. After all, Alice is the first one to show such promise of inheriting his technique.
"Nah, I'll pass." Alice yawned, waving her hand dismissively as she turned to Selen.
"That's right, who would pass on this opport- What?" Sigurd blinked his eyes.