Garlond departed for the Guild located in Area 1 first. Karen, reading the room, naturally followed him out as well. At last, only two remained inside: Jugend’s Grand Meister and cardinal of the Holy Church, Irexana, and the Hero, Leon.0

There was no need to say more about the magnitude of Irexana’s authority. Even dwarves who would grumble at a royal decree would quietly obey a word from him. He held the power to summon and mobilize all Holy Iron Inquisitors across Jugend.0

And that didn't mean he was lacking in personal strength either. Most Titan chief warriors could be considered true Masters, but Leon was confident that none was stronger than this man. And yet—0

“As a servant of the Goddess, I, Irexana, greet the Hero. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for visiting us. You are the one who will guide the light of the world.”0

The man who could stand tall before the Emperor dropped to both knees before Leon without a moment’s hesitation. It was an expression of absolute reverence.0

Irexana, effectively the most powerful figure in Jugend, had just prostrated himself before a B-rank adventurer and declared himself the lesser. If anyone else had witnessed the scene,...0