episode_0043

“Ugh…that damn commoner…”

In the darkened alley, someone stood up. It was the person who had caused the ugly and horrific scene a moment ago. The robe he was wearing was dirty, and his body looked uncomfortable. His back, in particular, was feeling extremely sore.

What did he look like? The second son of Baron Leicht had already started planning his revenge. Big glasses, shabby clothes, and small stature. How did that bastard manage to throw me, who was a head taller, to the ground? Was it a trick? Anyway…

“If you find out who it is…I will make you suffer for the rest of your life.”

“That’s not your part.”

“What? Who are you?”

At the sudden voice, Pollore de Leicht turned his head.

Suddenly, the surroundings became dark. Is that to be expected since it was night and the moon was out?

No, it wasn’t. Behind him, someone was standing. It was a man with a rather sturdy body and a heavy feel.

A bead of sweat ran down Leicht’s forehead for a moment.

W, what? You appeared behind me without any warning?

“Hmm, so that guy has a family too? Good. I can pay you back for your suffering. You, cooperate.”

“W, what? So, who are you…”

“You?”

The moonlight began to illuminate the man behind him. No, the man had leaned forward a little more to reveal himself.

“Can you still call me you after seeing this face?”

“Ugh,” Polore said, taking a deep breath. He could tell immediately from the look on that sinister face. It was impossible for a child of a noble family with influence in the provinces not to know that face.

“You… were humiliated a while ago…”

“Don’t talk nonsense. Humiliation? That’s not humiliation. It’s just an accident with a series of ridiculous misfortunes. The second coming? That’s ridiculous. It’s just bluffing and trickery. That woman, this time, I can win with proper violence. It was like that before and it will be possible again. So, stop talking nonsense and cooperate. You too…”

Glancing around, the man with the muscular body looked out of the alley. The street beyond looked busy with people moving around.

“If you want to crush that motherfucking family, cooperate. No objections or objections. Got it?”

“That…”

Dolores hesitated for a moment, but her thoughts began to turn positively. It was such a sudden appearance that it was hard to tell if it was a hallucination or reality. However, the coldness she felt from her back and the pain that was like the aftertaste of being hit by the ground made her realize that this was reality.

Yes, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. No one else…

If the man of the Count Bronkhorst family cooperates, it will be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to obtain Grace.

” Of course I will help you.”

“Huh. You’re making a fuss. Well, let me ask you first. How many people from your family did you bring with you?”

“Uh…”

Damn. This is basically like running away from home. If my father finds out I did this, I’m going to be screwed.

Dolores de Leechte, who felt lost from the first question, could only smell the scent of death in the fierce look on the other person’s face whenever she failed to give a proper answer to the following questions.

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‘What did I do yesterday…’

Returning home, resting, taking a deep breath, and waking up the next morning, Glenn blamed himself. After the sweet reunion with the saint, and the determination to take up the mission, the encounter after that was the problem. It was because of the second son of the Leicht family, an obsessive man who followed his younger sister Alina to the capital.

‘That kid’s on my mind. What if he comes back again? I’m really glad I took off my badge then. Then…what about the outfit?’

Glenn changed his clothes. Today, unlike yesterday, he took out the clothes he had worn when he went on a date with the saint last time. After that, for some reason, he left his clothes, which were covered in dust and sweat from the day trip, at the guild laundry.

The reason I took out my clean clothes and put them back on in one day was because of the guild master’s advice yesterday. The inauguration ceremony. The escort knight. And the return to being a high-level adventurer. I could no longer remain as the bookworm Glenn.

And, the second son of the Leicht family who had beaten him up yesterday would definitely know Glenn’s clothes and characteristics. It’s hard to recognize someone when they change their clothes, and it would be even more perfect if they took off their glasses.

I told Alina to be careful and pay more attention to her disguise, and if she has any intention of doing so, she will try to avoid being noticed as much as possible. If necessary, she can ask Briwen for help.

‘It was the Marcelino Cathedral, wasn’t it?’

Glenn, who had put aside his worries about Alina, opened the top shelf of the bookshelf next to his bed as he thought about where he had to go today. The ‘thing’ he had prepared was carefully placed in a small box. It was a very small box. The purpose of the box was clear.

Glen reached for the box absentmindedly, then hesitated. Will the opportunity come today? Hesitation flowed through his body. Just in case… let’s take it.

He opened the door. He took a deep breath. Oh, before he left, he looked at the floor. There wasn’t any today? Anything like stationery. There wasn’t any. If there was, it was just dust. Okay. His hair was roughly styled, but it was better than his previous messy hair. Glenn walked quickly.

“Huh?”

“Huh?”

Again, we met the moment I was going down the stairs.

With whom? With Briwen. It was better than last time, but at the same time, it was still awkward. Briwen looked surprised to see him.

To be exact, those eyes were asking, ‘What did you eat wrong?’

“Good morning. Brywen.”

“Did you eat something wrong?”

“Please don’t just say what you think.”

“Why don’t you look back at yourself? Are you not able to say those words?”

Briwen, dressed in her usual adventuring attire, folded her arms and answered Glenn’s advice. I understand. She must have been worried about the mental and physical shock of suddenly dressing up after dressing up in a shabby outfit for over a year. So the conclusion she came to was ‘something went wrong.’

But, are you mad? Not only me, but you’re dressed up more than usual too! What are those elf-made guards and boots that you weren’t wearing all of a sudden!

“Alina?”

“Still sleeping. I heard you’re going to work this afternoon. If you’re my little sister, do you remember what she does?”

“I’m sorry I’m not that meticulous. Anyway, I’m going down.”

“Let’s go down together.”

“What are you doing?”

“I’ll go out too.”

“What? Do whatever you want.”

What’s going on in the morning? But since he’s an adventurer, it’s natural for something to happen. If there isn’t, it’s sad. That means there are no quests to place, and no quests to find and fulfill. Glenn, who came down to the guild with Briwen, received a reaction that was even worse than Briwen’s.

“What, what is it!”

“Who is that?”

“Was there someone like that in our guild?”

“Intruder, intruder! Kill him!”

“You’ve been talking all morning. Shut up, you guys!”

I’ve seen more of this before, so what are you talking about? Glenn looked around after shouting at the adventurers (fools) who were pulling out their weapons in a bewildered manner.

Hmm? Guildmaster, where did you go? Weren’t we supposed to go out together? Then, Danielson, who was the bartender at the bar today, waved his hand. It seemed like he had some news.

“Ah. Glenn. The guildmaster has left first. He wants to meet you in front of the cathedral?”

“Oh, really? We went together yesterday. What happened?”

“The guild master has been so fickle for more than a day or two, right?”

“Okay, okay. See you later.”

What will happen this time, Guildmaster? After greeting Danielson, Glenn went outside.

Thud thud. Thud thud.

As soon as I left the guild, I turned around and headed towards the cathedral. I had visited there once through a request, so I was familiar with the location.

Thud thud. Thud thud.

I ignored the footsteps digging into my ears. It was always like that. I could ignore all the sounds of people around me except for the sounds or words that were aimed at me.

Thud thud. Thud thud.

The sound of footsteps has always been familiar. However, the sound now is not familiar. Because…

“Why are you following me? Briwen.”

It was because there was someone walking behind him. There was an author who was so confidently following one person.

No, this wasn’t stalking. He was just blatantly following behind. If he had eyes, he could easily recognize who it was. It was Briwen, who had come down with him that morning. Briwen shook her head.

“No, you idiot.”

“No, what?”

“Following you.”

“Then what? Do your own thing.”

“I’m doing that. That’s why I’m walking, right?”

“What?”

Are you trying to play a riddle with me right now, you competitive guy? As Glen tilted his head, Briwen sighed.

“Looking at that reaction, it seems like the guild master really didn’t say anything. That guy who likes that stimulation…”

“What…are you not saying?”

Suddenly, I felt a chill. What is this? Why do I feel like I’ve stepped into a trap? Is there something seriously wrong with the question I just asked?

However, Briwen responded coldly, as if she didn’t know Glenn’s feelings.

“I will participate in this mission. The saint’s pilgrimage. As a half-elf, I can guide my people’s territory better than anyone else. I also wanted to visit my hometown after a long time. So, please take care of me.”

“Huh, what, what did you say?”

“Don’t make any noise on the street. And keep walking. What if you’re late?”

Glenn was taken aback by Briwen’s attitude of nagging him so calmly. Could it be that this guy was the adventurer the guild master had mentioned who was being hired by the guild?

No, wait. I remember the guild master saying ‘at least 3 people’.

That is, there may be people who will make things more difficult for Glenn than they are now.

“Did the guild master request this himself?”

“Yeah. I said I would go as soon as you asked. I didn’t say anything specific, but it wasn’t just a pilgrimage, right? The guild master said that the Dongjok Forest might be in danger.”

Well, I don’t mean to disparage or underestimate the guildmaster’s vision. But, why Briwen? It would have been easier for Glenn if any other elf adventurer had volunteered.

But, for some reason, standing with this guy and the saintess made me feel uneasy. I felt like I would owe a debt if I worked with this guy and talked to the saintess.

By the way, I got help before and I owed you money, right? No, let’s not mention it until you find out. This kind of debt is a verbal promise and there is no documentary evidence…

“I’ll definitely get my money back for helping you on your date before, and for letting your sister stay in my room. Look forward to it.”

The world always turns cruelly towards Glenn. Sigh.

“Damn it. I thought you forgot.”

“Huh. How could you forget something like that? Oh, I see it over there.”

Briwen raised her hand, having spotted the Cathedral of Marcelino ahead of her with the elf’s wide field of vision. Glenn nodded. In front of the cathedral, a huge main gate awaited. And someone was standing in front of it. Oh, that was the guildmaster. Today’s attendant was Locke. With that thorough guy, there was no way he could talk nonsense.

Unlike Chris, who was a bit anxious and awkward, Locke was a sharp and cold attendant. If he thought I was talking nonsense, he would glare at me with his characteristically sharp eyes and write it down in his notebook. It is unknown what he wrote, but it was likely that he was summarizing what Glenn or other adventurers were saying or evaluating their attitudes.

“Hello, Guild Master.”

“Good morning, Guildmaster.”

“Come on in. I just gave you a hint inside, so someone will be there to guide you into the cathedral. Just wait a moment. Oh, Briwen! Thank you for accepting my offer! And…Glen…”

The guildmaster, who was seen again yesterday, greeted Briwen warmly. Then, he approached Glenn and suddenly sighed, placing a hand on Glenn’s shoulder.

Huh? What the? It was a really unexpected contact. Ugh, Locke’s gaze, glaring at me from behind the guild master, looked much more fierce than before.

What the heck? Why are you guys doing this? Since the morning!

“You really… are causing trouble as soon as you get back. Just like before.”

“Uh, Guild Master? I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Hmm, are you pretending not to know? No, of course you haven’t heard it yet. You…”

Just as the guildmaster was about to say something to Glenn, the side door at the main entrance to the cathedral opened.

And what appeared was…