"Don't get agitated. We're an adventurer party from the Adventurers' Association." The martial artist, his expression firm and resolute, glanced at Yapi. "We accepted a commission to locate a wealthy man's old residence from ten years ago and retrieve his family's relics."
"Mm, now that sounds like proper human speech. Stay put. I'll report to my lord."
The leading soldier immediately went to inform Phield.
"So arrogant," Yapi muttered in annoyance.
"Alright, say less," the martial artist shook his head.
"My lord wishes to see you. Follow me." Before long, the soldier returned and beckoned them over.
"Huh? He's not going to do anything weird, is he…"
The two girls couldn't help but feel afraid. The group exchanged uneasy glances, both tense and indignant—after all, these people didn't look like good folk.
