Glenn blinked his eyes unconsciously. He pushed the note back up to his nose and checked the contents. It was a hastily scribbled note. That guild master guy, he wasn’t usually the type to write in such a hurry. What’s really going on?

    Let’s go down first. Glenn opened the door, taking care of his glasses one last time.

    I quickly went down the stairs. I heard a commotion. The guild is noisy this morning. Oh, I woke up a little late, so is the sun high in the sky now?

    As Glenn arrived on the first floor with those thoughts in mind, he heard a voice calling him urgently.

    “Ah, Glenn! Get here quickly!”

    Glenn turned his head and headed toward where Guildmaster Dolores Rashford’s voice had come from. But, oh no? It wasn’t just the Guildmaster. There was a group of noisy adventurers surrounding them. Someone sitting at the table.

    Glenn didn’t know who he was, but he could tell from the rather luxurious attire and the familiar patterns that slyly flashed through his face that he was from the palace. As Glenn approached, the man raised his head and frowned.

    “Hmm. The outfit…but it’s urgent, so there’s nothing I can do.”

    Ugh. You hit a sore spot. Glenn hasn’t even had time to properly prepare his clothes because he’s been partying so much lately. No, I know how serious it is. It’s just that he didn’t have time… It’s definitely not because he spent a ton of money at a fancy bar the other day!

    Glenn tried to make excuses in his head, clearing his throat.

    “Uh, this is Glen. What may I ask you?”

    “Glen, a high-level adventurer from the Adventurer’s Guild. Is that right?”

    “As a guild master, I guarantee it.”

    “Good.”

    The man in the fancy attire nodded and stood up from his spot. He then trudged towards Glen. Now that I looked, I saw that he was holding something in his right hand.

    A scroll? But it wasn’t the usual fancy scroll. Wait a minute. Could that be… Glenn glanced at the guildmaster.

    He nodded with a nervous face.

    “I am the high-level adventurer who has received His Majesty’s grace, ‘Red-Eyed Glen’. I humbly obey His Majesty’s edict!”

    At those words, the surrounding adventurers who had been murmuring around gasped. Some of them actually covered their mouths with both hands. An edict. It was the king’s order. Since he was not present, he had to convey his words to a specific individual through writing and paper. No, it was something that had to be followed.

    “Kneel on one knee and place both hands on the floor.”

    Glenn knelt down on one knee, following the guild master’s words that he could hear without realizing it. Damn it, I still have this instinct for etiquette. Glenn, who was amazed at his own ability and grateful for the guild master’s voice, carefully opened his mouth.

    “A high-level adventurer who has received His Majesty’s grace, ‘Red-Eyed Glenn’. Despite being of lowly stature, he receives His Majesty’s edict.”

    “‘Red-Eyed Glen’! His Majesty the King of Alcraa, who bestowed upon you a golden badge, has decided to use you with great care. From now on, as a high-ranking adventurer of the Adventurer’s Guild of the Kingdom of Alcraa and his Majesty’s subject, you will accept and perform the position of ‘Escort Knight’ to escort the Saint of the Church of Airgrants, Milicia Airgrants, on her pilgrimage across the continent! That’s all! ”

    “Wh, what are you talking about!”

    “Pilgrimage?”

    “With the saintess?”

    “I’m jealous of Glenn! He even went on a trip with the saint!”

    The silence was suddenly broken by the voices of the adventurers around him. However, even amidst all the noise, Glenn’s mind was on the verge of panic.

    I had a vague feeling that the saint’s awakening was something unusual. I knew that since she had returned as an adventurer, there would be talk of it in the palace. But, so soon?

    And, a ‘Knight of the Guard’ escorting the saint on her pilgrimage? It was an incredible position. And… an incredible request.

    “Then. Since I have delivered the edict, I will go now. Guild Master, I leave the rest to you.”

    “Don’t worry, leave the rest to me. Secretary Nicolò. Thank you so much for coming today.”

    “I’ll tell you since it’s work. Okay.”

    So, the man who finished his work coolly, Nicolò, put the scroll back in its original state and turned around. Wait a minute. Is it really okay to send it off like this? Glenn quickly got up, having also received the edict. And, he was about to ask a question.

    However, he stopped in his tracks when he saw something.

    fizzle.

    The guild master looked at him, carefully brought his index finger to his lips, and demanded silence.

    ‘No. What the hell is going on? So suddenly!’

    The man called Nicolò left the guild completely. In an instant, the other adventurers in the guild rushed to Glenn. No, they were going to do so. There was someone who stopped them.

    The guild master quickly clapped his hands, drawing everyone’s attention, and opened his mouth.

    “Yes, I understand your curiosity, but this is a national mission that only those who have received the gold badge can carry out. Originally, even hearing it would be considered blasphemy, so I hope you don’t know more than this. Not only will you be kicked out of the guild, you could even be hanged.”

    “Hee, eek!”

    “Ah, oh, what should I do today…”

    “I should have a drink…”

    At that simple threat, the other adventurers quickly looked away. Phew. Glenn was secretly glad that Grimes, Briwen, and Tiller’s party were gone.

    Huh? Now that I think about it, I can’t even see the tip of those guys’ noses. Did they go out on a mission? Glenn had doubts, but he didn’t have time to think about it. The guild master moved his large body and approached Glenn with brisk strides.

    “Okay. Let’s go.”

    “Ah, Guild Master?”

    “Isn’t it written on their face, ‘I’m really curious right now’? If so, then we should solve that curiosity. Let’s talk about it together with the person involved.”

    “Huh? Oh, I was curious…the person involved? Who is it?”

    The guild master answered Glenn with an expression on his face like someone who had just been asked what 1 plus 1 was.

    “Who are you? Haven’t you heard the edict? It’s the person you’re supposed to be guarding, the saintess.”

    .

    .

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    .

    Glenn was led out of the guild by the guild master. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Danielson, “If Alina comes down, tell her I’m out.”

    What kind of trouble is this from the morning? The guildmaster walked along a familiar path with Glenn, who was still dumbfounded. It was a path that Glenn also knew. If we continue like this, we can reach the saint’s mansion. The attendant was following behind, panting.

    “Heh, heh…what is this happening so early in the morning…”

    Oh, Chris. It’s you today. It had to be you today… Poor thing.

    Somehow I felt sympathy for her, but that wasn’t important right now. Glenn walked alongside the guildmaster, whispering quietly.

    “A pilgrimage all of a sudden? What’s going on?”

    “This is an important and confidential matter, so I will tell you the main point when I arrive. What I can say for sure now is that this national mission and assignment is a one-year task.”

    “Oh, a year? It takes a year?”

    It’s almost like a long-term request! What the heck, is there really some kind of world crisis coming?

    Glenn was dumbfounded. He couldn’t understand why the butterfly effect of winning a duel would manifest in this way. All he had done was fulfill the saint’s request. All he had done was train the saint for nearly 50 days. All he had done was watch the saint’s duel and punish the prodigal son who had been doing foolish things.

    Why, why are you suddenly giving me such a strange request, Your Majesty!

    ‘Oh, is this revenge for the store being closed for over a year? Well, I was really closed for a long time… but still, a one-year-long request!’

    “Okay, we’ve arrived.”

    “Welcome. The saint is waiting for you.”

    And as if he had been waiting for that moment, Butler Douglas appeared from inside the fence gate. With a solemn expression, he opened the fence gate and guided one adventurer and one guild master.

    Soon, he was able to identify Inyoung waiting in front of the mansion’s main gate. Glenn felt his heart relax for a moment. Well, there was no need to say who it was. It was the owner of this mansion. She greeted him right then and there, just as before, even more gently and brightly than before.

    “I hope you are well. Thank you for visiting the mansion today. Guildmaster Rashford. And…Glen.”

    “Hello, Saintess. As the guild master, thank you for the invitation.”

    “Oh, hello. Madam?”

    At that moment, when Glenn, who thought it was an official occasion, greeted her like that, the saintess smiled, but her expression changed to a slightly regretful one.

    “I hope you are well. Glenn…I feel a little sorry that you suddenly called me by my title instead of my name. Did I do something wrong?”

    “Huh? Oh, no, no! Milishia. How could that be? I think I misunderstood a little bit. I’m a little out of my mind trying to figure out what this place is… No, no, it was just a mistake. A mistake! ”

    Kuk kuk, the guild master laughed beside her. Now that I looked at her, the saintess was shaking off her regret and smiling playfully. Perhaps because she had completely thrown off the huge burden called the duel, her smile was much brighter and more beautiful.

    It’s not like I’m blinded by peas in my eyes. It’s really beautiful. Glenn wanted to shout.

    “Please come inside first. I have prepared a light snack before lunch. I would like to talk to you while you taste a little bit. Really, an important story.”

    “Yes, my lady. Unfortunately, I have an appointment later, so I would appreciate it if you could join Glenn for lunch. Now, Glenn, stop being nervous and come in.”

    “Oh, yes.”

    As the guild master put his hand on his shoulder and spoke like that, Glen nodded absentmindedly. The three entered the mansion. For Glen himself, it was the first time he had visited the saint’s mansion in almost two weeks. The last one was probably the date at the sea… At that time, Milicia was really like an angel…

    Now that I think about it, the strange wings and light I saw in the sea back then… seemed similar to the Milicia that had awakened during the duel. Could it be… that the awakening had already been predicted back then? Or was it really just my own illusion?

    While they were pondering this, they were guided to the terrace used for entertaining guests in the mansion. Tea and refreshments were already prepared. Glenn could not help but be impressed by Butler Douglas’s perfect preparation.

    ‘Wait a minute. Isn’t this the time to be happy?’

    A sudden edict from the morning, the guild master’s urgent actions, and even a visit to the saint’s mansion. This is clearly something unusual. A pilgrimage? What kind of out-of-the-blue talk is that all of a sudden? I was already shocked by a one-year-long request, but I wondered if my eyes would pop out if the hidden truth was revealed.

    And as soon as he sat down, the guild master opened his mouth.

    “The decree was issued this morning. As I told you before, His Majesty has appointed ‘Red-Eyed Glen’ as the ‘Knight of the Guard’ of the Saintess. He will accompany you on your pilgrimage for a year.”

    “That’s right, that’s what happened.”

    Huh? Even though she said that, the saintess’s expression was not very bright. Glenn felt uneasy for a moment. Could it be that the saintess didn’t want Glenn on her journey? Maybe she wanted to spend time alone? No, no! That can’t be happening. That can’t be happening…

    “Then it would be right for me to explain it to you.”

    After Milicia said that, she turned her gaze to Glenn. In a moment of tension, Glenn straightened his posture. What is it? Why, I feel like I’m on a blind date. It feels like the guild master is my father, and Milicia is my opponent.

    And when the saint slowly lowered her head, Glenn almost lowered his head too. Instead, he opened his mouth in surprise.

    “Mi, Milishia? What are you suddenly…”

    “I’m sorry, Glen. I apologize for not being able to move things along and explain things to you without you.”

    “Oh, yes?”

    The saintess raised her head again, her face filled with seriousness, and began to tell a story that made even Glenn’s face harden.

    “Glenn, I am not simply going on a ‘pilgrimage’. It has been decided to be announced as such to the public…but in reality, it is different. I am going on a journey to prevent a terrifying crisis that will befall the world, related to my…reawakening. The time given is only one year. In that time, we must save the world from the crisis.”

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