An Oddball

There was a hierarchy among the recruits, and it was either related to your origins or personal strength. Their official title was Junior Knights instead of being a full-fledged one, but it seems their arrogance rivaled that of Titled Knights.

"You might not know this," the black-haired knights, which Arthur gave the nickname of Arrogant Mole, glanced at him and started. "We are receiving a Lord today, and he is looking for personal knights. Make sure to return to the room once that happens, understood?"

"Yessir~," Arthur said absent-mindedly, but he could feel the blonde knight, who earned the nickname Red Nose, glance at them with worry.

"Erase that tone before I erase your existence," Arrogant Mole barked harshly, but Arthur was busy looking around the academy.

Most of the knights had lackeys or followers, but there was also a fair number of loners. He wouldn't judge any of the two for their social behaviors, as Arthur had followers of his own as well.