Translated by: A Passing Wanderer
Edited by: RED
"Still, I don't remember granting him the peerage of a Paladin, though?" While saying that, I shifted my gaze over to Charlotte.
"He's simply calling himself that, Your Highness."
Did he really want to become a Paladin, then? I thought he was terrified of zombies?
The dude who only knew how to blow some hot air back in his rural village now possessed similar abilities to real Paladins. I ended up chuckling wryly at the revelation.
Well, this should be enough of me spectating passively, then.
"All of you, step aside." I commanded while walking over to the gate.
The convicts were taken aback, before shouting out loudly, "Lord Saint has commanded us!"
"Everyone, step back! Now!"
-Seriously, can't I do something about Lord Saint this or Lord Saint that?-
Even though I was making a dissatisfied face, I still stood before the breached fortress gate and Summoned my holy undead.