Along the way, he could feel the astonished looks from the people around him whenever they saw him, and some even pointed at him behind his back.
But he did not pay it any mind.
After all, his handsome appearance made him stand out wherever he went.
Back on Rhodes Island, many female operators could not even manage a complete sentence in front of him, so he was already used to such attention.
After entering the city, he used sorcery to locate the office and headed over.
When he entered the office, the operators inside were packing up.
The moment they saw him, their faces filled with shock.
"Oliver, is it strange to see me?" Logos swept his gaze across the room.
He knew the operator standing at the front. Before the man had come here for work, Logos had personally guided his combat training, so he called him by name right away.
"Logos... how did you... Has Rhodes Island become this avant-garde now?"
He had wanted to say that Logos looked terrifying, but considering the other man's status as an elite operator, he thought it over and asked in a more tactful manner.
???
The moment Logos heard that, he instinctively felt a hint of unease.
He happened to be walking past a window, and his reflection appeared in the glass.
When he looked up, the people in the room felt the air around them tremble, while the temperature seemed to rise slightly.
Logos admitted that he was getting a little heated.
He had always been confident in his appearance, just as he was confident in his spells.
But the dark circles and smoky eye makeup had completely ruined his looks. He appeared even more worn-out than Closure after working in the machine room for dozens of hours straight.