A medium-sized horse-drawn carriage carried two passengers. One of them was a person who had entered the dungeon tower many times, he sat with his back straight. And the other was Zhen who was lying on the bench in front of the complete pilgrim knight.
'This is strange, I was told to guard these elves because I'm the strongest and most experienced, but why?' thought the knight who was staring at Zhen.
'Why is my body trembling?!' the knight shouted in his mind with sweat slowly pouring down his face.
The knight took a deep breath and exhaled, puffing out his chest and mentally bracing himself.
"Woi! Elf-"
"Shut up," Zhen said, cutting off the knight's sentence with a yawn.
The knight was instantly silent. 'Eh?! Why did I obey him?!'