Byner’s face flushed bright red. He looked clearly agitated, and his muscles kept twitching as if he wanted to swing a blow at Zich at this instant. The little amount of patience that still remained in him barely managed to stop him from acting out in violence, but it also couldn’t restrain his mouth and tongue. Thus, he was about to speak more harshly than before when—

Grip!

He felt a strong pressure on his forearms. Although his arms were honed through rigorous exercise, he felt a considerable amount of pain. Byner looked down at his arm while scowling. With a hardened expression, Glen was clutching his arm tightly. Anyone could tell that Glen was restraining him, and with his eyes, Glen suggested Byner to look around him.

Byner looked at his surroundings, and his fury cooled immediately. People were looking at him with disapproving gazes. By raising suspicions against Zich, Byner was questioning the Karuwimans’ capability, especially if his accusation was related to the Bellids since the Karuwimans were the ones who gave Zich his title as Honorary Knight.

“…I apologize. It seems I misspoke due to my anger.”

Byner...