The Mightiest Knight

"Chikarin, are you sure the people you sent out got back to you? They really agreed?" An old man with graying hair stared in disbelief at the white-robed man seated in the main chair across from him and asked urgently. Another old man in a blue robe, seated to the right of the main chair, looked equally shocked. Only the red-haired man on the left remained indifferent, silently watching the candle flames flicker on the conference table.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.