But a warrior who had watched the ceremony from outside recognized Leon, immediately tugging his companion's arm and taking the lead to bow to the young man, "Good day, Sir Leon."
The other soldiers then halted, half skeptical as they bowed to the excessively young "Knight": "Good day, sir."
Puffing out his chest and feigning calm with a nod and a smile at them, Leon stepped forward.
It was only when he had turned his back that a smug smile of self-satisfaction spread across his face.
Ah, I am also a despicable wealthy landlord, a member of the exploiting class.
He floated back to Olivia's house with light steps.
At this moment, the hall where the women and children were either remained busy in the village or had already gone back home.
The army brought by Baron Eriv had given the villagers enough security; with no more danger, the survivors finally returned home to clean up the mess.
