Chapter 421: Exhausted (2)
Yong Hui-myeong, the Commander of the Divine Sword Corps, had been silently gazing at Jeong Yeon-shin for a while before he finally spoke.
"That’s not it."
"...?"
Jeong Yeon-shin tilted his head slightly.
A faint smile flickered in Yong Hui-myeong’s eyes.
Though his official dismissal had been postponed due to the turbulent times, the Commander of the Divine Sword Corps carried himself like a carefree nobleman, enjoying the world's pleasures while still possessing a deep understanding of its affairs.
He spoke slowly.
"The Violet Robe is an Imperial Secret Artifact. The more battles you experience, the more the spiritual essence embedded within it absorbs your energy, making the fabric tougher. You could consider it your second layer of body protection."
"Yes, I am aware."
"There’s only one reason the Imperial Family would bestow such a sacred garment upon you. It’s because, right now, the only people who can take your place... are me and your maternal grandfather."
Slurp.
A delicate fragrance of tea filled the air. Yong Hui-myeong had taken a sip from his cup.