After bidding farewell to the Diocesan Chief, Ofra left the room without the slightest hesitation. Hao Ren, meanwhile, had to think for a moment before remembering which big shot this "Marshal Ofra" was.
Apart from the Church, which wielded tremendous influence but did not participate in secular governance, the Kingdom of Horleta had three people at the very top of its power structure. The foremost was the current king, Moron. The other two were the civil and military ministers who served as the king's right and left hands. One was Prince Huffman, the kingdom's highest-ranking administrator. The other was Marshal Ofra, known as the "Iron General" and the kingdom's strongest warrior.
Yes, the one who had just left was a young woman. She was the strongest fighter in the country—at least in theory.
Hao Ren had heard information about the kingdom's current ruling class through various channels and knew of Marshal Ofra, but he had never imagined that she would be a young woman who looked one or two years younger than him. When he first heard the title "the kingdom's strongest warrior," he had assumed she would be some burly, hulking giant of a man—someone like Izax, preferably with two ribbonfish tattooed on his arms.
So he was completely stunned. It took him quite a while to realize that the person who had just left the room was that major figure: one of the most powerful people in the country, the supreme commander of all the Kingdom Knights, and a beautiful young woman who looked very young. Aside from her military bearing, Marshal Ofra gave off no sense of overwhelming strength whatsoever.
"Goodness... She's a big shot," Lily said, sticking out her tongue. That was the extent of her reaction, however. She glanced at Becky. "You seem to admire