“Next is our magic chanter, the strategist of the team. Ninya —— a ‘Mage’.
“Please take care of me.”
He was the youngest of the bunch. The man nodding was already of age, he had brown hair and blue eyes, but the smile on his face still looked childish.
Unlike the tanned skin of his other team members, his skin was pale and he had the best looking face of the group. Not the manly sort of handsome, but the metrosexual kind. Compared to the other men, his voice had a higher pitch.
But the smile on his face looked like a mask, no different from a fake smile.
As for his clothes, while his teammates were clad in armor, he was only wearing leather clothes. If one were to look under the table, a myriad of strange items could be seen hanging from his belt, including weirdly shaped bottles and strange wooden things.