"You cleared the rift?!" Lancelot exclaimed.
"It was not me who cleared it," the inquisitor responded, adjusting Solomon's dead weight on his back. "It was this young man."
Lancelot stepped closer to get a better look at the boy's face. "Is he one of the Holy Knights who entered the rift with the vanguard?"
King Shen stepped in front of the captain, an expression of sheer disgust twisting his royal features. "Do not be ridiculous. He is obviously not a Holy Knight. How do you not even remember the faces of your own unit members? Can you not clearly see he is wearing an academy uniform instead of your holy armor? His name is Solomon. He arrived earlier today alongside Sir Gideon and Pavilion Master Yue."
