Thump, thump, thump.
A rhythmic knock came from outside the door, drawing Tesoro's attention away from his thoughts about what to do next.
The knocking came from a very low position, clearly somewhere an ordinary person would not be able to reach.
"Stella, were you expecting a guest?"
"No. Why don't you go take a look?"
How residents reacted to a knock at the door at night could indirectly reflect the state of local security. In some places, forget opening the door—the homeowner might grab a gun just in case.
Piltover's security was fairly well-established. After living here for some time, Tesoro and Stella had gradually let down their guard.
But the moment Tesoro saw Nayafili, his heart began to race.
Nayafili did not look particularly friendly, but in Piltover, it represented, "As if I were there in person."
Anyone who had not just arrived on Firefly Island knew that Nayafili could directly relay Oran's orders. It was the voice of royal authority.
[Arrive at the royal palace before noon tomorrow.]
Once Nayafili confirmed that Tesoro had seen the words, it left. Tesoro alone remained standing blankly at the door.
Only after calming himself down did he return to the house.
Tesoro did not know what had happened after Kate left, but being summoned by the King was an opportunity for him.
Piltover had regular promotion channels, but that path was slow, and for Tesoro, it would be long and difficult.
Without sufficient achievements, one generally had to work one's way up step by step. Tesoro, however, had started from a rather low point.
His family had been poor, and his education had always been lacking. From the age of twelve to sixteen, he had lived between theft and gambling. After meeting Stella, he had sincerely turned over