"Good day, Sir."
Lincoln, who had been waiting behind the door, first bowed to Lann on the Qilin's back and then nodded to the little cat standing on the Qilin's head.
"Good day, Rong Buqiu."
"Hello meow, Lincoln!"
Lann dismounted, and Lincoln stepped forward to assist him as a gesture of courtesy.
Indicating his subordinate status.
Once Lann was firmly on the ground, Lincoln, seemingly curious, slowly reached out to touch the Qilin's neck.
However, immediately, "Huff!"
The Qilin turned its head to the side and snorted, its moist nostrils releasing hot air mingled with electrical arcs.
Electrocuting Lincoln in his knight armor with a jolt.
"Eh~"
The electric shock made the knight's mouth utter a jittery cry, which stopped after a moment.
Meanwhile, Rong Buqiu and Lann were watching the scene with mischievous smiles.
The knights in the castle were also in an uproar.
