"Damn it!" Roland sighed. He had originally considered having Marquis Al-Teglang-Franz switch from civil administration to the military. After all, that move he had used against Pion had been downright underhanded. Anyone who saw a mage in robes would instinctively assume he was physically weak, only for him to switch weapons and land a Weakness Strike... It sounded like a wonderfully sinister little combo. Unfortunately, switching classes required "standing still and trading health," so it was hardly worth the cost.
"What level is your actual combat ability at?" Roland looked up and asked.
"..." Marquis Al-Teglang-Franz unexpectedly grew bashful, his face faintly red as he hesitated, seemingly unable to say it aloud.
"Well... this subject is a civil official in charge of logistics... I am not skilled in combat, so there is naturally a gap between me and the other generals. But this subject's loyalty is beyond question! I am willing to fight and die for Your Majesty until my final breath! The Franz Family's loyalty to Your Majesty is witnessed by the Dragon God!" Marquis Al-Teglang-Franz dodged the important part while making sure to offer up his loyalty.
"Speak plainly..." Roland covered his forehead in exasperation.
"As a mage, I am invincible against third-tier opponents. As an assassin, I am invincible against fourth-tier opponents!" Marquis Al-Teglang-Franz smiled brightly.
"..." Roland's eyelid twitched. Right. Other people were the ceiling of their tier, while he was the floor tile? So he was basically the gatekeeper for each level?
"Never mind. Get some rest early..." Roland waved him away helplessly.
"As you command. Your Majesty should rest early as well! Please do not hesitate to summon this subject if needed! My tent is right beside yours..." Marquis Al-Teglang-Franz gave an elegant bow before withdrawing.
"Heh!" Roland actually laughed as he thought about