Julian, Thrax, Okoye and the other 12 acolytes in the first group watched the elite acolytes casually walk out from the forest. From how their bodies tense up, it was clear they were on high alert.
From the group, a guy with flowing, wavy bluish hair stepped forward and stopped before Julian's group and gave them a deep bow. Upon standing back up, he gave a wide smile, positioned his hands in a spread eagle position and said.
"Ah, your teamwork is really impeccable! I applaud you all for the achievement. Who is the leader?"
As if answering the question, Julian took a step forward, his expression fierce. He gripped his sword and shield tight, ready to fight should the need arise.
"Whoa, you look so dashing, dear acolyte… Please, do give me the pleasure of hearing your name."
Seeing the blue-haired man's behavior sent a chill down the first group acolytes' spine. Meanwhile, unlike the other acolytes, Thrax just gave Julian a weird, judgmental look.
