Dinner

After donning the black armor and skirt, Limon could hardly recognize the black cavalry guards around him. Beneath those faceless masks, it could be Qina or Celesna. Even though Limon had asked them to remove the masks inside the tent, they reacted quite strongly and clearly voiced their opposition. As for the reason, Limon wasn't sure. Perhaps it was due to the little thoughts lingering in the girls' minds.

Despite being their master, sometimes they could be rather willful, much like him, the master himself. When the one in a position of authority sets a bad example, what can be expected of those below? Sometimes, Limon simply had no way to deal with these girls, and he didn't want to restrain them with orders of absolute obedience.

With Lalana by his side, Limon entered the tent, trailed by two black cavalry guards. The rest of the black cavalry guards remained outside the tent, dutifully fulfilling their sentry duties. Time sped by, and nightfall arrived quietly.