Liu Zhenhan found the guy's hairstyle oddly ridiculous, but he nodded anyway with a smile.
"...This is Sir Denilson, the Dragon Knight of Saint Francisco..."
The focus of the duchy's chancellor shifted to the crest-emblazoned knight, who blankly stared back at Liu Zhenhan.
"...This is Master Puskas, the Mage from Saint Chiao. Your presence here is an honor to us in Dorott." The chancellor assiduously nodded and bowed toward the scruffily appareled old mage.
Ignoring all the other introductions, Liu the focus of Liu Zhenhan was on the scruffy old mage, whose kind eyes were fixing on the young nun seated beside Liu Zhenhan. She recoiled and turned her head away, avoiding his stare and nibbling her bread like a little rabbit.
Master Puskas held a thoughtful gaze towards Liu Zhenhan, his eyes were muddled and clouded, surrounded with crusty bits. Despite his age, he possessed a hearty appetite.
