Shadow Slave

Chapter 1805

Chapter 1805 Sir Mongrel Sunny was so stunned that he did not know what to say.

All he could think was...

‘What the hell?!'

No, really...

Him? A Knight of Valor?!

His mind short-circuited for a moment.

Of all the things Sunny had expected when a cohort of unfriendly soldiers invited him to the Castle, that one never crossed his mind.

Still standing on one knee, he raised his head and looked at Morgan with a dumbfounded expression. She studied his face for a few moments, then clicked her tongue and turned away.

"That will be all. You can go now."

Remembering that he had been allowed to rise, Sunny slowly stood up.

"Princess Morgan. Please excuse my impudence, but if I may ask..."

Before he could ask anything, though, the guards unceremoniously grabbed him and escorted him out of the hall. A moment later, the door was slammed shut, hiding her bewitching figure from sight,

Just like that, his very short and very baffling audience with Morgan of Valor ended.

Sunny was left standing in the corridor, not sure what to do.

He blinked a couple of times.

‘...Are they forcefully conscripting independent Masters?’

That was the only thing he could think of. But then, it didn't make any sense. If Clan Valor really wanted to conscript him into the army on the eve of war, they would have gone about it in a different manner. Forcing a Master with no loyalty to fight for them could do more harm than good.

Slowly, Sunny realized that a person who he had assumed was just passing by was actually standing still and staring at him. Composing himself a little, he looked up.

There was a dignified middle-aged man in a well-tailored livery standing in front of him. His grey hair was neatly combed, and his expression was perfectly stoic.

Noticing that Sunny was paying attention, the man nodded.

"Sir Sunless. I am Sebastian, the steward of the Great Clan Valor. Allow me to congratulate you on your knighthood."

Sunny took a deep breath.

'I'm not dreaming, am I?'

He exhaled slowly.

steward named Sebastian in Bastion! That... that was just a little bit

the man's Rank. He could have been a mundane person

a polite

of manners. I have to admit,

The middle-aged steward nodded.

of a Knight of Valor. Oh... additionally, you have

eyes for

Who are these Ardent

gave him

holds various activities to enrich the daily lives of the elderly citizens of Bastion. Food drives, cultural events,

him silently, struggling to

if these Ardent Wardens are self-governed... then why do they need a Knight Commander?

middle-aged man nodded

"Exactly!"

not a hint of sarcasm in his esteemed voice, but somehow, Sunny

He was very confused.

what are my responsibilities as a Knight Commander,

for a moment, then said in a solemn

to uphold the dignity of the Great

paused, and then

you will receive a monthly stipend, as well as other

stared at him

'Crazy! I'm going crazy!"

I was made a Knight, but I don't have to perform the duties of a knight. There is nothing I am responsible for, but I am

Sebastian smiled.

Sir Sunless. You put

walked away at a brisk

please come with

frustrated groan and hurried after the

coming... but, where are

answered in a refined

items. Two sets of full dress attire, two finely dyed tabards, a parade cloak with an embroidered crest, an unadorned winter cloak, an embroidered battle banner, a painted household banner, a leather waist belt with an engraved silver

silently covered his face with

***

the courtyards of the

after assembling the list of items that a Knight was eligible to receive. The man had refused to answer Sunny's tentative question until the

just that... how could Sunny put

seem to have kept the truth from him on purpose. Rather, it looked like the dignified man was

stared into the distance

a Knight

Weirder things had happened.

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