I neither accepted nor declined the woman's offer. I just walked into the room, and immediately, their eyes locked onto me with an intensity that was both unsettling and intimidating. The way they stared was deeply unnerving—almost palpable. None of them resembled the typical warriors or assassins I was used to. They radiated an aura of formidable skill and experience, a stark contrast to my own one-year tenure as a magic knight. I felt like a novice among seasoned veterans. I was still green compared to them.
"Uh, excuse me..." I said, my voice barely above a whisper as I lowered my head in a gesture of nervous respect.
In an instant, someone appeared right in front of me. It was the woman I had seen practicing her blade earlier. She was breathtakingly beautiful, with a voluptuous hourglass figure and ample breasts that accentuated her powerful presence. Her bobbed golden hair was striking, with red streaks woven through it, giving her a fierce and commanding look.
