Orphina welcomed Gawain as he entered the command room on the outskirts of Warrant. "Long time no see."

Gawain nodded at Orphina's greeting. "It’s been a long time. Hasn’t it been about a month and a half since you left the demon territory?”

"Yes, I was supposed to be relaxing in the capital for a year, but I can't help it because there’s an emergency.” Orphina smiled bitterly and shook her head helplessly.

"Ohohoho, are you Gawain, Bloody's nephew?" As Gawain and Orphina finished exchanging greetings, Glont, who was standing next to the commander-in-chief, smiled and asked a question.

Gawain asked out of habit, "Who are you?"

"Ohoho, my introduction is late. I don't know if your uncle told you, but I’m Glont."

"Ah!" Gawain exclaimed. "I’ve heard a lot about a ‘Glont’ from Uncle Bloody. I was told that other than his perverted tastes, he’s still stronger than an average warrior."

Glont burst into laughter. "Hahahaha! That sounds exactly like what Bloody would say! Ahahahaha!"

On the other hand, Orphina gritted her teeth after hearing Gawain. "That reckless simpleton."

Gawain was puzzled by the conflicting reactions. "Did I say something I shouldn’t ...