บท 618: Volume 16: Mists and Illusions, Chapter 11: Head-On Collision (1)

Conan rode amidst the regiment of knights with a calm demeanor, showing no signs of anything amiss. Wearing his exquisite armor, he presented a particularly handsome and valiant figure. However, the bitterness and gloom troubling his heart caused him to feel a ceaseless, indescribable irritability.

Whether it was the officers of the infantry or his fellow knights, and even the mages of the Mage Corps, all were curious about the oddity within his family. Of course, they did not regard Komer as a threat to them; their surprise lay in how that outcast managed to find a foothold in the desolate and fearsome Caucasus, mingling with the ugly half-beastmen and barbarians. To a knight of noble standing, half-beastmen and barbarians were as repugnant as trash and dung. Associating with them was considered self-degradation, an unthinkable act for nobility.