Brian watched as Commander Joshua stood tall beside the village chief, his authoritative presence radiating with quiet strength. His words of praise toward Brian were both humbling and encouraging, especially when he handed over a sealed recommendation letter, instructing the chief to give it to Brian once he reached level ten. The village chief nodded respectfully, while Brian remained quiet, overwhelmed with a mixture of pride and uncertainty.
With that business concluded, Commander Joshua turned and left the village behind. He moved with purpose, his steps silent but firm as he made his way toward a bandit camp nestled near the resurrection village—a starting zone for new adventurers. His knight armor had been replaced with a black robe that concealed his identity, a deep hood casting a shadow over his stern features.
