It seemed that mysticism truly was a symbol of faith in this world.

The moment vague evidence like sorcery and prophecy was presented, even the notoriously skeptical knights of Galahad accepted it without question and followed along.

It was something Ihan struggled to understand emotionally, but…

This unexpected team had formed. Normally, he should have been hesitant about it, but less than ten minutes in, he had to admit—@@novelbin@@

…These guys are insane.

As much as he hated to admit it, if this were a group project, and these were his teammates, he couldn’t ask for a better lineup.

They were the kind of diligent team members you’d be lucky to find once in a century.

“The records Lionel has gathered over the past few centuries indicate that the Sacred Vault where the holy relics are stored is an interdimensional space, created by a grand divine spell performed by tens of thousands of priests.”

“You managed to find that out?”

“Lionel possesses a wealth of ancient texts. Our scholars had a hard time piecing it together.”

“So, you found out in a way similar to us. Then, do you know the location? Do you have a key?”

“We pinpointed the location, but we don’t know about a key. But that’s fortunate in a way—because we have Fanged Wolf’s Third Eye.”

“…Damn, you know a lot.”

“Haha, the witch doctor told me.”

“When I return to my family, I’ll make sure to raise Lionel’s security threat level by two tiers.”

“Oho, terrifying.”

Ihan didn’t have to do anything.

These guys were handling everything on their own, beating the drum and playing the cymbals all by themselves.

Is this what it feels like to be a newbie tagging along behind high-level players?

Dodging the enraged priests and nuns, finding the right paths, and tracking down the relic—there was nothing Ihan had to do.

Their personalities were terrible, but damn, were they competent.

…If only they didn’t make him want to develop an ulcer or start a fight every now and then.

If not for their personalities, they’d be some of the most incredible assets imaginable. But their personalities were so bad that they completely overshadowed their strengths.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what?”

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