Chapter 53
Grandfather, unable to understand Ancient Tongue, remained expressionless.
Meanwhile, the two men continued speaking in it between themselves.
[With that temper of his, he won’t let Murloc off the hook, will he?]
[Of course not. Even if he’s the eldest son, he’ll never forgive him. That old bastard never goes easy on his own blood.]
[Besides, that geezer hates being lied to the most. His son lied to his face, so he’s bound to blow up.]
Ancient Tongue wasn’t publicly taught. However, low-ranking priests often taught it to nobles who visited the Temple.
As a result, Ancient Tongue conversation became a symbol of refinement among aristocrats.
Naturally, no one in the Noart family knew it. Grandfather, of course, was not the sort to go to the Temple asking to learn Ancient Tongue.
His children and grandchildren, bearing the Noart name, were no different.
And outside the Temple, teaching Ancient Tongue was illegal.
“I hear nobles sometimes speak Ancient Tongue right in front of me, and I have no clue what it means.”
“They speak Ancient Tongue in front of you, Grandfather?”