บท 187: Chapter XXXVI: The Bearer of Mirim’s Mark [5]

"Frenda, is it?" asked him rhetorically, and as if screening out all the irrelevant information he fed upon, he heard only those words he wanted to hear. Shouting in a proud and artificially deep voice, as if imitating a gallant knight, he declared, "You shall not be harmed under my watch, Lady Frenda!"

"Who in the seven hells is this buffoon?" said the Lady General in a sharp tone, who was starting to be irritated at the commotion disrupting her drills. She frowned, and peered directly at the culprit of the grievous crime of wreaking havoc in her own training grounds.

"I have come to save you from these brutes, my lady!" boldly declared the Hero, gripping his greatsword with two hands forward, as if to smite some foes of justice. "Fear not, for I–"

The soldiers made way for their Lady General as she marched towards the troublemaker, feeling a vague sense of dread with each step.