Hmm?
Raine paused unexpectedly and said, "Don’t tell it’s that priestess Miss Elise?"
"Raine, being too clever is not necessarily a good thing." Reya rolled her eyes at Raine slightly and responded with mild annoyance.
Queueing up step by step, their carriage quickly passed the guards’ inspection, and just past the city gate, Reya suddenly showed a joyful expression and said:
"Oh, Elise actually ca to the city gate to pick us up."
Following Reya’s delighted gaze, Raine saw a sweet girl wearing a light yellow priest robe interwoven with golden stripes, enthusiastically waving at them.
Yes, sweet.
The girl’s smile was radiant, her brows ford crescent moons, and two dimples were extrely noticeable, while her wavy blond hair was tied into twin ponytails, cheerfully bouncing as she waved.
With just one glance, Raine felt a sense of familiarity with the girl.
It seed as if it wasn’t their first eting.
Raine couldn’t help but overlay her sweet smile with the lively, adorable tone revealed in the letter he received, as if—’She jumped right out of the letter!’
For a mont, Raine thought, perhaps, when hearing Reya read the letter, the image of her in his mind should be exactly like this.
Reya leaped down from the carriage with her long legs, and priestess Miss Elise quickly stepped forward to hug her close friend tightly.
The embrace between the tall and the short pretty young girls imdiately attracted many passersby’s attention.
"Reya, I’ve missed you so much."
After saying several sentences, priestess Miss Elise noticed Raine smilingly watching them nearby and her face flushed slightly, she said:
"I’m sorry, you must be Mr. Raine, whom Reya ntioned in her letters."
"Elise, Elise Morton!" The priestess lifted the hem of her robe and perford a ladylike courtesy to Raine.
Then, she seed to realize sothing was amiss, and with a slightly flustered hand, she placed her hand on her chest and grasped a palm-sized round stone insignia, slightly bowed and said:
"Well... May the Earth be with you, Earth Divine Hall priest Elise greets you."
"Raine, Raine Farrell. Miss Elise, I often hear the captain and others ntion you." Raine returned the courtesy with a smile.
"Hehe," Reya chuckled lightly from the side, "Elise, is this the Earth Divine Hall’s formal clergy salute?"
"And, do you two really have to use formal titles with each other?"
...
Half an hour later.
The three of them arrived at a slightly luxurious restaurant in the main district of Dorne City.
The restaurant’s style seed lavish with swords and axes hung high on both sides of the walls, and specins of reindeer heads with long antlers, along with baskets containing plants akin to pothos.
Following the waitress, the three sat down at a booth-like seating reminiscent of ones from past lives.
"Mr. Raine, Reya, what would you like to eat?"
When Elise leaned slightly forward to hand over the nu, Raine took it, and his peripheral vision inadvertently glanced, slightly freezing.
It was then he realized that he might have misunderstood previously.
Originally thinking Elise’s complaint in her letter about squeezing into one sleeping bag with Reya was caused by Reya, but now it seems not so.
At least, it should be mutual squeezing.
Because when the roomy Earth Divine Hall priest robe squeezed together, a pair resembling rabbit ears ford a plump curve laying on the dining table.
’Fluffy rabbits’—an online term from the past that Raine never quite understood, he instantly grasped its aning.
Of course, Raine wasn’t sure if this was the correct interpretation.
Feeling a bit embarrassed from his inadvertent glance, Raine quickly averted his gaze.
"Elise, Raine and I aren’t familiar with this place, go ahead and order for us."
"Alright, by the way, Reya, did you return this ti to see ntor Gina?"
....
Mill Town.
Inside the bustling Fireplace Bar.
At a double seating in the corner against the wall, a woman wearing a hood was sipping on her mug of ale.
But upon closer observation, one would find she didn’t seem to care much about the taste, as the bright eyes hidden beneath the hood surveyed the adventurers’ outlines around, revealing a contemplative expression on her pretty face.
’Horned Helt, Chain Armor, the target’s attire should stand out, yet after searching Mill Town’s Adventurer’s Association, weapon shop, and other places, still no sign?’
’Could they be on another mission?’
The hooded woman was Laisa, who received internal intelligence from the Talin Association and hurried from Dorne City to Mill Town.
’Seems like I need to ask the receptionist girl.’
Laisa thought to herself.
Of course, under normal circumstances, the Adventurer’s Association’s receptionist would not disclose any adventurer’s tasks, as it involves revealing personal privacy.
But the issue lies in that in this world, there are many ways for ordinary people to unwittingly share such information.
However, the conversation of several adventurers nearby caught Laisa’s attention.
"Hey, have you heard? The Howling Hunter Squad seems to be disbanded."
"The elite squad that discovered Gray Dwarves in the abandoned mines and withdrew safely?"
"I hadn’t heard."
"Heard everyone went their separate ways."
"Nonsense, you don’t understand, Fabian from their team ntioned reaching a power bottleneck and left the team to improve."
"Also heard their captain Reya, that pretty long-legged beauty, plans to level up in Classes, and went back to Dorne City. So, they’ve been quiet."
Dorne City?
Hearing this news, Laisa’s expression changed, a undecipherable look surfaced on her pretty face.
’Could Raine have gone with them back to Dorne City too?’
With a brief thought, Laisa stood up and approached with her glass.
"Hi, did you just say that Reya of the Howling Hunter Squad left?"
"Oh, and I’m her friend." Laisa lightly smiled.
Seeing Laisa’s beautiful face under the hood, the bearded adventurer quickly wiped the ale off his beard and replied:
"Ah, hello! Hello!"
"Yes! She got on the carriage with the teammate nad Raine, the guy with the Horned Helt."
Seemingly wanting to make a good impression on a beauty, he imdiately recounted the scene where he saw Raine leave.
"Thanks!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, and before the bearded man could say more, the bi-fold door of the Fireplace Bar creaked.
And when the bearded man and his companion looked closely, the hooded beauty was nowhere to be seen.
"Geez, such speed, seems like a formal Classes level! Old White, impressive! Chatting up won of Classes level beauty."
"Must be a Wanderer. Such a pretty Female Wanderer Rogue, why haven’t I heard of her?"
"Strange~"
....
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