The "Knight" steps inside through Oletus Manor's doors as one gloved hand lies on a helmet from his childhood, firmly believing that a true duel with his destined enemy is imminent. Perhaps... it's just a disguise? His expression is cold, yet calculating and malevolent. He begins to sing a soft nursery rhyme: "A—gallant knight, he—vowed to stand nearby, the—princess dreams of, unknown land—far and wide~"

He surveys the chandelier structure and a victorian staircase, eyes narrowing as he steps forward to climb up the stairs to continue his investigation. "Ah, brings back memories about giving my sister a push of motivation during her hospitality. My dear princess... does my story displease you? Now it is my turn to seek you out."

As he made it upstairs, his mismatched eyes glint with mischief when he notices another presence downstairs passing by. He leans casually against the railing, twirling the sapphire ring on his finger.

"Ah, another plebeian that enters our little game in this maximum house dungeon~"