L69.寶劍繼承人之三

"We did it!" Telgolgan swung the sword. Every trace of rust disappeared, and the blade shone like new.

"%n%, can you please deliver this sword to my son, Nafgolgan?"

"He says he wants to contribute to Elsaland by going to White Spring Village."

"He's a spirited boy, though perhaps not the brightest."

"But it doesn't take that much brainpower to swing a sword at some demons!"

"Have you come to restore glory to Elsaland?"

"Less and less people hold Elsaland dear. My father and I would do anything for our homeland."

You ceremoniously placed the Iron Wall Longsword in Nafgolgan's hands. His eyes widened.

"My dad asked you to give me this?"

"I thought he was upset with me for leaving home," Nafgolgan said, his voice wavering. "But he's giving me his sword... the family heirloom. He must be proud of me."

"Don't worry! I swear to this sword that I won't let him down!"