Meeting over, Roland sought out Raikkonen, who had just finished his training, his head drenched in sweat.
Roland patted the young man's shoulder, flashed a kindly smile, and called him by his child's name, inquiring warmly after him.
"Jimmy, are you getting used to the life in the Knight Order these days?"
"Captain, I'd prefer if you called me Raikkonen; Jimmy is a name from my childhood. I really enjoy life in the Knight Order." Raikkonen straightened his posture and answered cautiously.
Seeing his careful demeanor, Roland couldn't help but want to laugh.
Just three days in, this lad already forgot his days as a paparazzi reporter, and was taking his knight duties quite seriously.
It's not surprising.
Though knights may be declining, they are still a proper second tier profession, with a high social status.
A profession like paparazzi, which everyone condemns, cannot compare at all.
At the end of the universe is the exam, same inside and outside ancient Sussex.
