"Elron, you were looking for me?"
Rogner walked into the great hall of Swamp Castle, dusty from his travels.
Ever since Ronin's territory had expanded, he had barely had any time to rest.
In the past, he could lose himself in nature, wandering and taking in the sights. Now, although he was still constantly on the move and had seen more landscapes than he could count, that leisurely spirit was gradually fading.
It couldn't be helped. As Ronin's prestige grew, more and more Knights joined the territory, and the competition intensified.
Although he and Krami were relatively level-headed, they were of noble birth, after all, and had followed Ronin for a long time. They would be more than a little resentful if they were outshone by Knights from common backgrounds.
Besides, their elders—and they themselves—saw immense potential in Ronin. The future was filled with infinite possibilities.
As some of Ronin's earliest followers, they had more opportunities.
