"Mr. Roland..."
After spending half a month together, the Half-Elf still showed his reserved and shy nature at times, but for the most part, he could now speak his mind openly.
"Thank you for your guidance today."
"You're welcome, Hobbit. I think..."
Hearing this, Roland stood up from the ground, gently brushed the dust from his trousers, and smiled.
"After all this time, I think we can consider ourselves friends, right? So you don't have to be so formal..."
"Y... Yes!"
A joyful smile immediately blossomed on Hobbit's face.
During their short time together, the intelligent Half-Elf had already formed a clear judgment of Roland's strength.
In his opinion, even many of the instructors at the Knight Academy probably couldn't compare to the gentle young man before him in terms of raw power.
To be acknowledged by such a powerful individual, and even become his friend, made the insecure Hobbit feel incredibly happy.
"However, Hobbit..."
Roland continued.
