The knight who appeared so arrogant before the mercenaries was surprisingly obedient in front of the chief priest of Meretelli, who had delivered him in Nanik.
"I don't want to be like this either, Mum."
The tall, armored man bent over and spoke softly.
"But now, those White Rose Knights are too eye-catching in front of the Duke... they think about them for every matter!"
"When the issue of the Ponta River Valley came up this time, we local knights all wanted to follow the Duke, but he only took the White Rose Knights. We didn't even get a chance to show our faces."
"Show your face?" Nanik looked at the other seriously, causing the armor components on the person's body to clatter loudly. "Do you think this situation is one where people can gain fame and notoriety?"
"Seward didn't bring you along, isn't it because of your current state?"
