A few minutes later, a slim man wearing a business suit similar to Kumara's walked into the room, carrying a huge tub of ice cream. The man had an A rank pin attached to his lapel.
The slim man entered the tent, nodded at everyone except Oliver and extended the tub of icecream to Kumara.
The kind elderly smile returned to Kumara's face, showing the wrinkled skin on his face. Then he promptly said,
"Vincent, the ice cream is for that young man."
Vincent, the newly appeared Hero, squinted his eyes and frowned.
'Him?'
The beggarly appearance of Oliver and the horrid stench he was releasing into the enclosed area forced him to question whether what he heard was right. Although he doesn't generally judge a person by his appearance, it was a perplexing situation he found himself in.
"This boy?" He asked doubtfully.
"Yes."
After a slight hesitation, he extended the tub of ice cream to Oliver. At the same time, his curiosity was piqued.
"Who is this young man?"
