We had been waiting for a while, and finally, just as Veronica's information said, the person appeared.
My eyes scanned over the squad that came with me, their armor faintly glinting under the dim light. I gave a quick gesture with my hand, a silent order telling them to stay where they were. We'd approach her slowly and carefully. She wasn't someone we could just recklessly rush into.
I signaled again, my palm flat, telling them to hold until I gave the go.
But then, one of them moved—ignoring me completely.
Of course.
None of them liked me in the first place.
The knights weren't fond of me for one simple reason and that was that I hadn't gone through the same path as them. They all graduated, trained, and bled their way through the academy to earn their place. As for me... I was pushed straight into the role of a magic knight, not because of hard work in their eyes, but because Veronica recommended me.
