章 217: A Startling Thought in Confinement

Within the inheritance room, time seemed to have flowed at a very quick rate, but in truth, time had always been constant. The only thing that changed was Leon's perception of it. 

Leon wasn't sure when he had seated him in a meditative position nor how long he had been digesting the information poured into his mind, but it had felt like a whole lifetime. The moment he opened his eyes, they glowed with newfound wisdom. 

"Truly magical. This feeling… it's like I, myself have practiced artifact forging, and studied runes for decades and not just some foreign knowledge instilled into me… To think the power of runes was capable of all this…"

"Runes, this mystical language was filled with limitless applications. The only limitation is one's own imagination in applying it."

Leon sighed sentimentally. What he received wasn't just knowledge of artificers, but the entirety of Arden's study into the runic language.