After breakfast, Caron and Benjamin left their inn.

"The food here was good though." Caron said disappointedly.

Benjamin chuckled. "The knight division’s food will probably taste better. I don't know about in the field, but in the capital, I heard that the imperial chef cooks for them."

Caron’s mood quickly changed. "Really? Kya~! Let's go!"

As they set off, the innkeeper saw them off in tears. It was a natural reaction, since he was letting go of two rich customers who ordered a full table’s worth for every meal.

"Shoot, I think we’re the last to arrive. Let's hurry!" said Benjamin, seeing the crowd gathered at the back door of the great temple. He ran off, and Caron ran along with him.

"But it's still before the appointed time?” said Caron, puzzled.

He didn't have anything as expensive as a pocket watch, but the great temple had a clock tower that could be seen from afar.

"If they’re all gathered already, we need to hurry. That’s social life. It'll be troublesome if we get marked for no reason."

“You're saying it's better than being late, aren't you?”

“Yes!”

Gwalchavad smiled and welcomed Caron and Benjamin...