The old knight declared proudly.
For a moment, nobody spoke. Then… Drystan nearly choked on his bread.
"Cough... Cough... Old man, what nonsense are you talking about?! Vice commander? Second in command? Have you finally gone senile?"
Silas calmly took a sip of tea. "Nonsense? Hmph. You think I don't know your ambitions?" The old knight snorted. "You stare at this brat every time he visits like you're looking at a mountain you want to overcome".
Drystan immediately pointed at Reinhardt. "Of course I do. This guy humiliated me in front of the entire town."
Reinhardt raised an eyebrow. "I thought we were cool with that?"
"That's not the point. Your previous actions are irrelevant, but the fact still remains that I lost to you and I lost spectacularly".
The man looked down at his plate. Then, seemingly making up his mind, he spoke. "Reinhardt..."
"Hm?"
"One day I will defeat you."
Reinhardt calmly took another bite of food. "I look forward to seeing you try."
