Dorothy asked, "Did you know that Count Lamorak was unmatched in martial skill, advanced to Saint Rank in his youth, and had never tasted defeat, whether in the dueling arena or on the battlefield? That's why he was known as the Victory Champagne Count."
Charlotte replied, "Of course I knew."
Dorothy asked again, "Did you also know that Count Lamorak was once hailed as a genius alongside Zimmerman?"
Charlotte countered, "What does that have to do with his son?"
Dorothy lowered her voice. "Even the Farsians know that Ban Lamorak is a copy of Count Lamorak in his youth. They say his talent even surpasses his father's. He has defeated sixteen High-Order Transcendents in the dueling arena. Calling him the strongest knight of Inglima's younger generation would not be an exaggeration."
"He also has a nickname—Briton's Youngest Lion."
Charlotte truly had not known any of this. Universities only taught knowledge; they did not teach matters between nobles. Just as he had not known that the Inglima branch of the Sumei Family had been responsible for diplomacy for generations.
Charlotte had truly never heard of Briton's Youngest Lion's exploits.
Well, before he had started dating Anne, he had not even known High-Order Transcendents of noble birth like Kreil Brittany and Abner Sumay. He had never even heard of them.
Though the Old Continent had newspapers, not a single one dared report on noble affairs, except to sing their praises.
After hesitating, Charlotte cautiously asked, "How does this Briton's Youngest Lion compare to Kreil and your brother?"
Dorothy said with a trace of pride, "Of course he can't compare. The two of them are High-Order Transcendents and are already close to touching the threshold of Saint Rank."
Charlotte was instantly invigorated. Hearing that Briton's Youngest Lion was not as ferocious as Kreil