A day later, in the headquarters. Marcus was preparing himself for an eventual meeting with the members of the Silver Vanguard. He dressed himself into something formal, a black three-piece suit, which is bought from the system. It will look unnatural in this medieval setting but he sure has the style or the drip.
Then, a knock on the door.
"Marcus, they are waiting in the office."
It was a familiar voice, belonging to Elaina.
"Okay, I'm coming out, wait," Marcus replied as he adjusted the cuffs of his sleeves, making sure everything sat properly.
He glanced at himself one last time, looking satisfied, he exited the room.
Elaina was standing just outside. And the moment she saw him, she froze.
Her eyes widened slightly, scanning him from head to toe like she was trying to process what she was looking at.
"…What is that?" she asked.
Marcus stepped out casually, closing the door behind him.
"What?" he said, as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
