William, without any qualms, sat directly on the turtle mount of old Nielsen in front of everyone, a move that also stunned the members of the Venerable Tumor Knight Order.
Mounts often enjoy the same prestigious status as their owners, and this was even more the case for the mounts of the High Table Meeting.
William, as a foreigner, sat directly on it, which not only surprised them but also faintly stirred a sense of inexplicable fear—a physiological fear stemming from social interaction.
Not only that,
once William jumped onto the turtle's back, he even casually draped his arm over old Nielsen's shoulder. They had only just met, and there was a considerable age gap between them, yet now they seemed to be quite friendly with each other.
This act even made Nielsen feel somewhat uncomfortable and he detected the seeds of fear trying to take root within him, but they were quickly drowned out by tumors.
"Fear illness bestowed by the circus?"
