“Let him in!” As soon as the Count gave his order, Zich pushed the tent curtains open and entered.

“How are you, gentlemen?” Zich’s laidback voice rang, in complete contrast with the heavy atmosphere inside the tent. Zich obviously wasn’t oblivious to the mood of those inside the tent, but he simply ignored them.

“Ah, hello.” In comparison, Hans read the room and cautiously entered with an awkward greeting. He noticed the Count, the captain, and vice-captain of his order of knights first. Furthermore, there was a person who appeared to be the envoy dispatched by Count Flaud. Hans first glanced at the man quickly, but then his eyes widened. Since the envoy looked familiar, Hans studied his face closely. Then, Hans realized who he was.

“Huh? Sir Knight Byner?” Hans knew this man. Right after Zich had regressed, Hans had joined hands with Byner to fight Zich; it was also because Byner was utterly crushed by Zich that Hans had been dragged away to become Zich’s slave. However, Hans didn’t have negative feelings for Byner—no, it was more accurate to say that he didn’t think...