Gril went past the state of fluster and straight into freaking out. "Y-you mean, 'that' imperial palace, sir?!"
"I've been informed that you provided crucial aid to his highness when he hunted down the Vampire Count, as well as during the Witch Morgana incident earlier. As you're a representative of the empire's citizens, it is only correct that your accomplishments are properly recognised."
"T-that isn't right! I haven't done anything so grand!"
Gril's denial only made Harman shake his head.
How could he even say that he hadn't done anything?
Judging from the recent events, the farmer went on to hunt thirty-odd zombies as well as the King of Gluttony. He then even managed to corner Morgana the witch afterwards. And according to the Imperial Prince's own testimony, this supposed farmer even defended against the vampire's breath with a mere steel shield too.
These series of feats were almost too good to be true.
'Not only that, even his daughter is extraordinary.'