As the thick clouds that had lingered throughout the night began to disperse, the sunlight seeped through, gently illuminating the world. Genitz had returned. Behind him was Jared, who accompanied him as a guard. When Jared did not participate as a pilot, he tended to make his appearance more feminine, which could be why, from a distance, he seemed very much like a woman.
“Oh!” Seeing the person next to Genitz, Jared exclaimed in surprise. It was Luke, the commander and admiral responsible for the coastal city of Prasino in the Malus Kingdom, just like Genitz.
“Ah, my lord!”
“You really can’t be helped.” Without waiting for the retainers to intervene, Jared dashed toward Luke. In his haste, one of his shoes slipped off, but he didn’t care, greeting Luke with his bare feet.
“Admiral Luke! Welcome!”
Indeed, Luke's character was similar to that of Genitz, which was fitting as they had been friends for forty years. He was principled and displayed a remarkable sense of propriety. As Jared enthusiastically extended his arms to welcome him, Luke immediately knelt on one knee and respectfully bowed.
“Luke, I offer my greetings to you, the new lord.”
“Ah... ‘Lord’. Just hearing this sends my heart racing. Please rise. I have been waiting for both of you.”