I Became a Ruined Character in a Dark Fantasy

Sanford dropped the parchment he was holding as he stared blankly at Ian, his mouth still agape.

Hashim, perched on the edge of a nearby bed, stammered out, "Th... that means..."

Shock was spreading across his face like paint as he looked at Ian.

"You, sir... are you... that person?"

"That’s right," answered the silver-haired Elder, Thesaya. "The sole official agent of the great Platinum Dragon, the superhuman of the North, the savior of Erenos, and now also the Great Warrior of the southern jungles—he is that very man."

Unlike the others, a smile, proud, almost arrogant, played on her lips.

She glanced between Hasim and Sanford as she added, "So, consider it the honor of a lifetime. You will be escorting the Saint’s Agent, who has returned from beyond the Black Wall, to the mainland."

"By Lu Solar..." Sanford finally let out a gasp.

Hashim fell to his knees as if tumbling from the bed. "Glory to the Radiant Light—"

"Halt." Ian, who was bringing the wine bottle to his lips, cut him off.

Not only Hashim, who was about to bow, but also Sanford, who had slid down from his chair, froze.

"From now on, stick to calling me sir. I will continue to be, as I am now, the escort knight of the Elder of Erenos. Understood?" said Ian.