"???"
Staring at Mier, who was half a head taller than him, Levi had no idea when he'd suddenly acquired such a big brother-in-law.
"Mier, what nonsense are you spouting? You have to call him 'Lord'!"
Baisitina was both angry and anxious. She jabbed Mier in the waist with her small fist, her face flushing red with embarrassment in the darkness.
Baisitina's punch didn't hurt Mier in the slightest, and a look of vivid disappointment crossed his face.
In truth, he had seen the Lord's heroic prowess below the city walls and had always assumed he'd be a burly man with a full, bushy beard.
He never expected that after taking off his helmet, the man would be as handsome as an Elf.
If Levi wasn't his brother-in-law, he really couldn't figure out how his sister had persuaded this brave and handsome Knight to personally rush to the battlefield to help.
From any angle, Baisitina's brother was being far too rude. Levi didn't know how old he was, but his mind was as immature as a child's.
