After the Border

"Oh, where's my respect... I am Councilor Agent Se Bastian, an agent from the Supreme Council."

Se Bastian offered a hand for a handshake. Roger accepted it and shook his hands with him as he introduced himself. Then, after their handshake broke, Roger could feel that there was something with Se Bastian. Even though he was smiling sweetly, he couldn't disregard the uneasiness he was feeling. He felt that Se Bastian was looking at his very soul.

'There's no way that this person with low fighting spirit could do something like that... Does it?' Roger thought as he raised a confused question to himself.

Roger had noticed after giving Se Bastian discerning eyes that he had a low fighting spirit, which meant that he was at least not that good at fighting since fighting spirit should be accompanied by experience in fighting. But even though it was like that, Roger couldn't remove the suspicion he had.