"Is this secret power the next stage of the Summoning Hand?"
Geoffrey read the report written by Bologue, which was an explanation of his own secret power. However, no matter how detailed Bologue's description was, it wasn't as intuitive as a demonstration in actual combat.
So Geoffrey raised his head to look at the two people below the platform. In the wide space of the combat room, Bologue looked expressionlessly ahead, while his opponent appeared excited, stretching his muscles and occasionally casting provocative glances.
"Flame of the Cauldron... why did he choose such a strange name?" Geoffrey asked the person beside him.
"He said that when using secret energy to forge steel, he felt like a war blacksmith, wielding a red-hot iron sword to kill enemies, hence the name."
Lebius had already seen the report. As an expert, Bologue had even included the profound meaning of the name with meticulous detail, making Lebius feel amused and helpless at such excessive rigor.
