They froze up one after another! While the manager who organized the matches sprang up from his chair. He continued to stare at the form as if, if he continued to stare, the name would change into something else.
But when it did not happen, he rubbed his eyes thinking he was imagining things. But when he noticed the frozen expression of others, he realized others were having the same illusion too.
Knight Al…ex! Though they have not seen him, the name was not stranger to them.
Whole capital knew the brave knight who was the savior of women and the poor. He had fought so many battles and cleared the criminal from the city.
He had won so many awards from his majesty that he was filthy rich. Why was a man of that caliber here?
How could it even be possible? He must be someone with the same name.