It was a strange thing to say. Everyone in their surroundings looked perplexed, but Zich simply stared at Glen like he didn’t want to miss a slight change on Glen’s face.

“…I don’t know what you are saying, sir.” Glen looked troubled, but his tone was careful in consideration of his addressee’s feelings. “May I ask why you asked me this question?”

“…”

Zich’s eyes continued to trace Glen’s face as if they were searching for a suspicious criminal. When Glen and other people began to feel a bit awkward, Zich smiled widely. “Haha! It’s nothing. It’s just that I felt a heroic air from you as soon as I saw you, Sir Zenard. It made me remember a storybook that I read when I was little. It’s what the hero said while defeating the villain, and I saw the hero overlap with you and couldn’t help but ask.”

“Haha haha! I see! Indeed, it’s true that everyone will think that Sir Zenard looks like a hero.”

“You are flattering me, sir. I’m not that amazing of a person.” Glen denied Twen’s words as his face turned red.

“What do you mean by flattery? I have heard other people say the same things so many times. Sir Zenard, you should just accept it and boast about it...