Kapitel 223: To Move the Plot

With a thought, Ned withdrew Ser Edwin's Personal Token out of his pocket dimension.

He then slid it across Roy, who—by the looks of his glinting eyes—were eager to get a hold of the Knight's Token.

"Were you two close?" Ned said, also eager for an answer. 

"No," Roy said, with a slight hum. "But we respect each other. In terms of rank."

"And how about Testa?"

"Kid. Could you at least put some honorifics when speaking of someone older than you?"

Ned shrugged. Instead, he said, "Will it help me gather information about the Marks?"

"Fair enough," Roy said, as his eyes squinted to examine the Token leaving Ned with a shrugged shoulders.

Ser Edwin's Token was made of unknown material (just like his master's token) with a crowned dragon embracing a shield. Shield looked regal it shone with light from the mana stones. It was as if the Token was pulling the light off the mana stones they emit.