“Um, so… you are saying that it has been around six days since the lord left with the warriors, Lady Kara.”

“That is correct. But you don’t need to call me with that title. I am too old to be called that.”

Kara spoke with a soft smile, but Killian shook his head with a determined expression.

“No. Old or young, a lady is a lady. In particular, it would be unbefitting of a knight to not call such a beautiful person a lady. It would rob me of my knighthood. In fact, it would be a sin against the world.”

“Is that so?”

Killian spoke with a fiery determination, and Kara tilted her head in response. Unlike the calm, cool Duke Pendragon, his knight was overflowing with enthusiasm. In particular, the knight’s eyes seemed to blaze even hotter when he was looking at herself. She wasn’t completely sure because she had arrived at the Great Forest at a young age, but Kara could guess the feelings contained within the eyes of the knight.

It was a little similar to the eyes of the human knights or nobles she met in the occasional human village when she wandered the world with other elves in the past.

‘Just because the lord does not possess any greed, it does not necessarily flow down to his subordinates.’

Kara felt a little bitter as she replied.

“Anyways, I am glad that the friends of Duke Pendragon have come all this way. It must have been quite a tiring journey, so...