Both of them arrived before the group.
The King-ranked Tamer, a dark pink-haired girl who looked around the same age as Azelis, greeted her.
Afterward, Azelis promptly introduced John. "He is a new Tamer I've brought from one of the four regions. He'll be joining you on this expedition."
John smiled and waved his hand lightly once. "Hi, I am John Wicked."
"Wicked?"
"Pff…"
Azelis snorted, and the kids turned silent.
The Silver-rank Tamers in this group were mostly around John's age—sixteen or seventeen at most.
John cracked his fingers with his hands behind his back as he looked at them boringly. Public opinion about him was something he never took heed of—not in his past life, not in this one—unless they decided to make their opinions personal and physical.
'You all better stay in your lane, kiddos. My name's not the only thing that's wicked.'
