'That means I'll be interacting with the main cast a lot sooner than I thought.' he mumbled inwardly, his eyes narrowing slightly.
He could already picture their faces—the so-called "heroes" of the story, those destined for greatness in the original timeline.
He lifted his head again, his eyes meeting the knight general's.
Her expression was cool and unreadable as always, though her piercing gaze hinted at a sharpness that could cut through lies and weakness alike.
He stepped forward slightly, offering her a polite, almost charming smile.
"Thanks…" he said calmly. "For this opportunity."
The knight general studied him for a brief moment. Her sharp eyes swept over his calm demeanor, his composed tone, his lack of arrogance despite awakening a unique class.
Then she simply nodded once, her hair swaying lightly as she turned back to address the chief and the remaining crowd.
As she turned, Damien's eyes flashed faintly as he stared at her huge, supple behind.
