A few hours later, Godfrey opened his eyes and groaned softly.
'I slept off.' He rose from the bed, barely able to remember when he left the bedroom to sleep. While scratching his head, Godfrey approached the door but as he stretched his hand to open it, the knob twisted and the door was pushed in.
Godfrey tilted his head, shrugged and walked out as Lysander bowed. It was a bit odd to have his knights moving about, the treatment he'd been receiving was something he didn't expect.
Had it not been for the school's stupid rules and that of the government, he might have kept them by his side all the time. At least now, with his access to about ten thousand Golden Order elite knights, having a few of them scattered all over this district made him feel quite calm.
Right now, unknown to residents, Golden Order Bow Knights walked the streets and rooftops with their giant bows. Their ability to become invisible to all senses, including mana sense, made them literal walking ghosts.
