"—Sir Hellerchein?!"
"So it was..."
"No wonder he's wearing the Theocracy's guard armor..."
As soon as Arthur finished speaking, the knights' hushed discussion grew loud in Iver's ears.
Hearing their discussion, Iver instead gradually calmed down.
There was no doubt about it.
Whether these Round Table Knights or Merlin... if they were truly being played by the same people from history, then they definitely knew Iver.
But their rather youthful reactions now told Iver that these people came from the Silver Crowned Dragon's simulation, and that no "real one" had suddenly entered the way Arthur had.
...How strange.
The Path of Authority didn't emphasize fighting alone. Arthur's victory had likewise depended on the power of unity. Since Arthur hadn't brought the Round Table Knights, it meant that he didn't consider this matter all that important.
Then why had Arthur suddenly joined the Silver Crowned Dragon's fishing activity...?
Iver couldn't figure it out for the moment.
But he understood one other thing—interacting with these still-young fellows was far better than running into those apostles.
Arthur alone was troublesome enough. Iver wasn't even sure whether he should continue pretending to be Hellerchein, or maintain his respect and courtesy toward the Silver Crowned Dragon while keeping his distance.
It was like suddenly discovering that your immediate superior was sitting at the same table as you while playing a tabletop role-playing game... Iver immediately found himself at a loss.
But the Silver Crowned Dragon alone was easy enough to deal with. After all, it was sufficiently taciturn. If Iver said something he shouldn't or did something he shouldn't, at least it wouldn't be easy for the matter to spread. But if other apostles were present as well...
According to the "law of conservation of awkwardness," the moment Iver stopped feeling awkward, Merlin—who had seemed