He nodded slightly and said in a low voice to Prince Colin beside him:
"This is my youngest son, Arthur... Though still a bit immature, his horsemanship and courage make me quite proud. His future achievements will be no less than mine!"
Luo Yan watched Arthur standing in the arena with great interest. The fiercely burning Soul Fire indeed exuded a remarkable strength!
He could also feel that those eyes were fixed intently in his direction.
"There's a saying on the Gana Continent: A tiger father begets no dog son. I believe Mr. Arthur will not disappoint you."
Marshal Laco laughed heartily, waving his hand humbly, yet the smile on his face still revealed the joy in his heart.
Clearly, this was something he loved to hear.
In the center of the arena, young Arthur halted his horse and slowly removed his helmet, revealing a head of short blonde hair.
He looked up and gave a salute in the direction of his father, then solemnly drew his Longsword, raising it high above his head.
