Sword Pavilion Master

But shouldn’t they ask what I want first? They’re just plopping me into the Sword Pavilion Master position, where my head could get chopped off at any moment?

This is ridiculous.

As I stood there dumbfounded, I sensed someone beside me.

“Congratulations, new Sword Pavilion Master.”

It was the Heavenly Demon.

I looked at her blankly.

“You know, don’t you? That I’m… an outsider.”

I’d been about to say Player, but then remembered the rather apt term ‘outsider’ the Heavenly Demon had used before.

The Heavenly Demon chuckled.

“Isn’t that even better?”...