The Tribes were wealthier than Guild branches, and the Dark Heaven Tribe even had two masters of different noble arts as its leaders and branching experts.
However, Liam's request had involved no less than six items of rank 3 quality. He didn't need any of them to be strictly magical, but the raw materials involved still amounted to an absurd sum.
To make things worse, Liam wasn't done yet.
"And I wouldn't dare to ask for actual lessons," Liam said with utmost politeness coming straight from his heart, storing the greatsword. "But I've suffered greatly at the hands of formations. I don't know much about inscriptions, either, so I'd be grateful to receive pointers."
Just like Liam wouldn't share the secrets his great Master had taught him and left in his inheritance, other practitioners of noble arts would have similar limitations, and he couldn't ask them to break them.
