A knock was heard on the door. James opened his eyes and stared at it. Without knocking another time, the individual outside stepped in. It was a man clad in pure white armor. It was the standard plate armor of the medieval era, just adorned with numerous intricate runes.
"The cardinal is calling for you."
The man said, with a respectful tone. Unlike the rest of the people in the church, who would treat James, with his look, as a barbarian with contempt. The man in front of him was much more mature. Which did come off as a pleasant surprise.
He was also strong. But not as strong as James expected a knight of the church to be.
'So Stefan is the only one of noteworthy power here.'
He thought, as he assessed the man. The only thing special about him would be his manners, and his armor. His strength was only subpar.
'The world is really weak.'
"The cardinal is calling for you."
