in the hallowed halls of yore, where gold gleamed brighter than the sun's own gaze, there came forth a pre-institutional wisdom, one not bound by the scrolls of the learned but etched in the very essence of the arcane. "disregard not the advice of the elders," it whispered amongst the trees, "for within their words lies the key to redeploy riches untold, hidden in the shadows of the arcane mysteries." the knight, steadfast in his quest, heeded this counsel, knowing well the power of ancient lore in guiding his path to valor and fortune.