"What's wrong with this sword?" Brando asked, looking at the others in confusion. The Tirmosian and the Fae Lady were looking at him as though he were a seven-headed chimera—assuming seven-headed chimeras existed in this world.
Tata looked at him, her lips moving slightly as if she wanted to say something, but she eventually changed her wording. "Have you ever heard a legend, Mr. Brando?"
"What legend?"
"It's a legend passed down through our Shallow Sea." Tata replied, "The person recognized by the Shallow Sea Sword is the ruler of the sea and lakes, of every river and stream—the king of the Shallow Sea."
"What do you mean?"
"Actually, there's a similar legend in the Elemental Plane of Fire," Lute cut in at this moment. He looked down at everyone with his arms folded and said, "The Sacred Sword Odephys is both the blade of kings and the chosen blade of the Blade of Flames. If you gain the recognition of the Golden Flame, you'll become the fated leader of all fire elementals, and we'll all follow you in accordance with that ancient oath."
"And the Earth Sword—Harangya," Tata added. "Even today, the dwarves and lions still pass down the legend that whoever wields this sword is the King of Earth."
Brando felt a faint stir in his heart. Perhaps this is the quest chain related to these Sacred Swords and elemental scepters, if this were still a game.
He glanced at the scabbard of Odephys behind him and looked up to ask, "What would count as gaining the recognition of the Golden Flame? I repaired Odephys—does that mean I've gained its recognition?"
"You're a chosen one of the Blade of Flames, so you're already qualified to inherit the Willpower of the Golden Flame. However, there have been many people