Although he walked through the courtyard with a calm demeanor, Ian felt a myriad of prying eyes... even more numerous than in the back yard of Marquis Barton's house, it was indeed hard to keep composure.
——Could it be that it's a custom in the Knight Order of Inspectorate for a group of people to hide and peep?
"Newcomer reporting?"
When Ian approached the desk, the clerical officer in charge glanced at Ian's armored clothing and age, and immediately understood: "Who recommended you? Have you undergone the assessment? Knight, please hand me your documents first."
Her tone was gentle, obviously also aware that with Ian's young age to become an Inspector Knight, there must be influential people behind him.
"South Ridge, Harrison Port. My recommenders are Viscount Grant and Marquis Barton."
Ian handed over his Knight's Writ, with the recommendation letter signed by Marquis Barton.
