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Vice-Commander Hollander, a proud and unmatched general of the empire, walked toward the commander's office with a grave expression.
The headquarters, built from the lumber of the Southern Great Forest and the dwarves' masterful stonework, stood sturdy and imposing. Its commander's office bore a stately wooden door.
Knock, knock.
"Commander, it's Vice-Commander Hollander. I've come to report an urgent matter," Hollander said.
From inside came a deep, powerful voice. "Come in."
Hollander carefully stepped into the office. There, an elderly knight stood by the window, sipping tea as he gazed outside. The sight made Hollander let out a quiet murmur of admiration.
This… This is what a true knight looks like, Hollander thought.
His formal suit was immaculate, without a single wrinkle. A splendid scabbard lay casually propped against his desk. And above all, the old man's eyes were infinitely deep, and an overwhelming aura radiated from him without effort.
If there was ever an image befitting a knight, this is it, Hollander thought. He remembered one of Halo's many epithets: The Knight King.
It suits him perfectly, Hollander thought, swallowing the words he wanted to speak aloud.
But he hadn't hurried here to admire Halo. Straightening his own uniform once more, Hollander said in a careful tone, "An unfortunate incident has occurred,...
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