"I arrived at this continent a month ago, but since I landed, all I've seen are various beastman villages and the scattered five-colored dragons roaming this land, followed by the powerful, extraordinary beasts that occupy various parts of the wilderness. I have found no trace of any intelligent race other than the beastmen."
Inside the castle, Muria was expressing her doubts, looking at the middle-aged man clad in armor. Though he wore knight's armor and possessed great power, he gave Muria a strange feeling, like that of a general who once commanded thousands of soldiers.
Having once ruled a kingdom, Muria was familiar with generals obeying her commands. The man in front of her, though devoid of any soldiers, exuded an unmasked ironclad temperament and dignity, refined from commanding numerous wars. Simply put, this was a man with a story.
