[He's blissfully oblivious to that murderous look, eyes having been trained on their opponents; it's a pleasant surprise that they give up that easily, but he's not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Instead, he resettles his sword at his side, and nods simply.]

That is correct enough. I am the commander of a force to defend my country, in my world and time.

[so not just a soldier, but a commander too!!!!

still not rich though.]

It has little bearing on things here, though.