Everyone was startled by the voice and turned their heads toward the direction it came from.
None had noticed that this young man, dressed in the garb of an ordinary adventurer, had just come from outside the caravan, observing the group gathered around the carriage.
Ignos also noticed the approaching young man, who was indeed handsome, but didn't pay him much heed.
All his mental capacity was consumed by rapid thoughts on how to attain forgiveness from the unnamed Great Noble, as well as to quell Roque's anger; however, he subconsciously sensed something strange.
Didn't this young man realize the gravity of the situation here? How could he dare to interrupt so directly?
Before Ignos could react, Roque and Zorff standing before him ceased their discourse and respectfully bowed to the young man, saying:
"Lord Lis!"
Ignos, who had been focused on Roque, saw the reverence with which Roque and Zorff greeted the young man and suddenly realized something, hastily bowing as well.
