Punchable Prim and Proper Face

"Announcing Sir Diego da Silva, Giant Slayer, Soldier of the Saints, Hero of the Northern World Tree, Savior of Empress—,"

"Mate," I said as I tapped the royal announcer's shoulder twice. "Mate. I think they get it."

The guy was looking at me with those shining eyes that made me uneasy from the general public.

"S-sorry…I'm a huge fan," the guy whispered before I walked past him into the large throne room. I gave him a soft smile before turning to face the others within the extravagant room.

I ignored the whispering from the other adventurers on each side of the room, as well as the shocked expressions on Laurenz and his party's faces. I actively did not look at Miss Amelia.

There were at least around thirty of them, all from different parts of the world, all with different expressions on their faces in reaction to my arrival.