Everyone's gaze turned to Tetsuya, who had suddenly barged in.
"Hello?"
The latter smiled simply. "Greetings, everyone."
He was just a cheerful young man who loved to smile.
He had come this time to deliver something.
Ah, no, to deliver someone.
He was just a delivery person here to sit in, so please don't mind him.
"You got here quite quickly." Wallace greeted Tetsuya with a smile. "Come sit here."
He pointed at an empty seat beside him.
It seemed to have been left specifically for Tetsuya.
"Good afternoon, Norman. You came to this meeting right after taking office?"
"Old man Wattson, you look quite good. Watts hasn't been working you too hard lately, has he?"
"Champion Mura and Champion Phoebe are here too. Long time no see~"
"This must be Older Sister Winona, right? You really are so beautiful!"
He greeted the Trainers around him with easy familiarity.
Tetsuya did not seem like an outsider at all.
There was no issue with him sitting there.
As a Trainer who could be considered one-third of a Quasi-Champion Level Trainer, he was a high-end combat force no region could afford to overlook.
"You little guy, you're awfully unhurried, aren't you?"
The elderly man seated at the head of the table laughed as he scolded him.
Yet anyone could hear that there was not the slightest bit of anger or reprimand in his tone. Instead, he sounded very pleased.
He should have been pleased.
To Alder, Tetsuya's appearance was truly a very good thing.
On the smaller scale, it meant the League had successors and had gained a powerful future combatant whose strength was plainly visible.
And from a broader perspective.
Tetsuya's background as a Commoner, even an orphan, was highly beneficial to the League's publicity efforts.
Nurturing more and better Commoner