The man glanced up at me, which meant he had to angle his neck to an embarrassing degree. He was also aware of what was going on, evidenced by his heavy frowning and unhappy features.
"Come in, please." I said in a respectful tone. I had to do my utmost not to let out a snicker at his grimacing face. There was nothing to be gained from annoying our examiner, so I did my best not to come off as someone who looked down on him due to his midget stature.
"Lord Wrinkle!" Jasmine shouted as she stood from her seat and bowed. Consider me to be officially lost. Was she mocking him or what? Why would she do that while in my home? Before I could begin to think badly about the merchant girl, the midget opened his mouth.
"I'm Wrinkle, the top manager in charge of this outpost. I'm of the Shadow Vanguard rank. My good friend Aurelion had asked me to conduct a Mr. Devil's examination personally, so here I am." He revealed.
