"No, it just felt like you were doubting me. Besides, my children can use a bit of magic as well—"
"Alright, bring them!"
The captain responded instantly while leaning forward eagerly.
All they could do was hope he would not start making unreasonable demands of the children too.
"More importantly, why would you be disliked if you joined? You might even be called cool."
"I suppose so. I would like to be told that, but…"
For some reason, Qiong Xing suddenly held out his hand toward the captain, then took up the sword that had just been swung around and looked at them with slightly sparkling eyes.
"Does it suit me?"
"..."
"..."
There was no way.
They had seen many kinds of people before, but none who suited it less.
To begin with, the size of the sword did not match his body at all, and it looked quite heavy.
If anything, it seemed dangerous, like he might even harm his allies.
