'This scroll to him is what Toyoda Chan is to me.' Iwan realized the value of the scroll he was holding tightly in one hand as he glanced at the insignia of the ultimate weapon in the palm of his other hand.
"Even though this scroll meant the World to you, you have passed it to me. Thank you, old demon." Iwan clasped his hands and let his words do the rest while slightly bowing his head. Iwan was sure he hadn't made even a tiny mistake in understanding the old demon perfectly.
"Haha. Good. I already told you that you are special. I was going to pass this on to you even before we arrived at this mountain. But, the moment you reached the top. Your struggle on the last thousand feet showed your determination. This skill isn't mine anymore. From now on, it's yours." The old demon told Iwan with a boisterous laugh. But, with that, Iwan was still waiting for the final reveal.