"Master, I've got the information. Along with Viscount Godfrey, three knights have entered our camp."
"Among them are two knights of unfathomable power. I suspect they might be Alpha-level fighters."
Torin's eyes widened at the news.
"What? Are you sure they're Alpha-level?"
Wyatt nodded, very seriously. "I'm certain. The moment I got near their tents, they noticed me right away. Their presence was terrifying—I once felt something similar when I encountered an Alpha-level beast."
Torin frowned, looking more and more grim. He himself had yet to advance to Alpha-level, and now there were two unfamiliar Alpha-level experts in his camp. Naturally, he was extremely uneasy.
"Master, are these knights also here to welcome the Princess back?"
Torin nodded silently and began pacing around the tent, pondering the relationship between Lambert and Princess Ava.
"Master, this might be a good thing, don't you think?"
