"As for the second bargaining chip, it was a treasure our ancestor once acquired!" The Second Generation did not hide anything, nor did he have any intention of haggling with Naimus.
He immediately revealed the information about that treasure.
Saint Dartmenly had undoubtedly also been someone burdened by fate.
His experiences were very similar to Meng He's.
Both had come from impoverished minor noble families.
Saint Dartmenly had even lost his noble title by then, because the origins of his family could no longer be traced.
Only a hereditary Breathing Technique and a few scattered words remained to prove that his family had once been noble.
This was hardly strange. Over countless years, any Golden Breed could establish a family and call themselves nobility.
Since ancient times, no one knew how many noble families had been founded, nor how many had perished.
It was said that the oldest noble family in the world today had endured from the Mythic Age to the present.
Its founder was a "god," and that god still existed to this day, so naturally his family still existed as well.
Only, its bloodline had long since diluted to the point where it was difficult to display any characteristics of mythical creatures.
Saint Dartmenly's family could not compare at all. It had declined to the utmost extreme and could have lost its lineage at any time.
Under such circumstances, like Meng He, he had accidentally obtained a treasure of unknown origin.
Relying on that treasure, he joined the Church of Precepts at the time and swiftly became a Paladin.
However, Saint Dartmenly's opportunity differed from Meng He's. It did not contain any arrangements left behind by other gods.
And he himself had been more clear-headed than Meng He.
Thus, after becoming a Golden Breed, his potential had