At this moment, a White Armor Knight riding a tall steed slowly entered people's view.
He sat upright, his armor gleaming in the sunlight, as awe-inspiring as a hero. The horse beneath him had a sleek coat and steady steps, perfectly complementing the knight's demeanor.
As people saw him coming, they all stopped in their tracks and respectfully made way for him.
Kneeling on the ground, they looked at the White Armor Knight with eyes full of reverence and gratitude.
With hands clasped, they sincerely blessed the knight, thanking him for his constant protection and guardianship.
The knight's face exuded a look of satisfaction, his head held high, with a sense of indescribable contentment in his eyes.
He seemed quite pleased with this feeling of being revered by all, a faint smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
Is this the master of this dreamscape?
Lis watched the knight who gradually faded into the distance, as well as the people kneeling all around him.
