"Give me a sword!"
"I see there's a room next door with a great sword and other weapons hanging. I'll go get one."
Laisa swiftly ran over and quickly returned with a two-handed greatsword wrapped in a leather scabbard, handing it to Baron Olsen.
"Swoosh!"
Baron Olsen swiftly drew the great sword, and as he gently ran his hand over the blood groove of the steel blade, his entire demeanor transformed!
"Reya, your father is?"
Seeing the father, nearly shaking off his despondency to fight for his daughter, Laisa couldn't help but quietly tug on Reya's arm and ask.
"My father is a Level 7 Great Swordsman."
"Hiss~ Level 7? Great Swordsman?"
Laisa's eyes widened, softly exclaiming.
"I heard it's a Special Classes, seems like there are more in the army?"
"Yes, my father used to be a Centurion in the Third Legion of the Soladin Kingdom."
Mentioning this, Reya introduced with some pride.
At this moment, Baron Olsen had already arrived at the window.
