"Kavensis Black."
"My name is Kavensis Black, son of a Border Church Priest."
Faced with an interview from several journalists, Lister Muen, the third to leave the examination room, coolly pushed up his glasses and answered elegantly and politely.
Every word and action was filled with the etiquette of nobility.
Lister Muen was a graceful and meticulous man.
His light brown short hair was always impeccably groomed, his lips slightly thin, which betrayed his humble character,
his light blue eyes always calm and gentle, he always wore crisply pressed black trousers and a neatly ironed blue tailcoat, every button done up just so.
At the same time, he was a low-profile person.
Humility and low-profile, these were the most important virtues of nobility.
As the most devout and honest follower of the Goddess, he was well-aware of his excellence, but he understood the principle that a tree that stands out in the forest is likely to be toppled by the wind.
