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I was eating at the side of the road, just some dried meat and biscuits, when two humanoids approached from the east. My eyes met the eyes of the taller one, a man that wore a cocky smile on his face, he had a big scar on his left cheek, and the look in his eyes... He reminded me of a vicious wolf. Our eyes kept locked at each other for a few more seconds and I tightened my grip around the staff. I gave out first and my eyes wandered to his companion, she looked my age, that is almost twenty, the First thing I noticed were the ears piping out of her grey hair, cat ears? Or maybe wolf ears? Her eyes... She had heterochromia, one was brown and the other bright green, she had tan skin and when I looked at her she bared white fangs that looked really sharp at me.

 

"I can feel you're strong." It was the man who spoke, and my eyes jumped back to him and the way his hand gripped the hilt of the sword he carried.

 

I blinked at him and then narrowed my eyes.

 

"Hello travelers, you are welcome to sit with me and share my meal, although it is not great it is all I can offer." I gestured to my food and the empty place in front of me.

 

I smiled at them.

 

"Fight me." Was all the answer I got.

 

"I'm in the middle of my meal." I deadpanned.

 

"Doesn't matter, you're strong, fight me." I didn't like the look in his eyes.

 

"You haven't even introduced yourself." I sighed.

 

"I'm the sword emperor Gal Farion, now fight me." His smile got wider and the knuckles on the hand grabbing his sword turned white.

 

My breath hitched, as I thought, that must mean... I glanced at his companion - Ghislaine.

 

"Well Gal Farion, I am the king class wind mage, Arthur Bin Daoud. And I will fight you, after I finish eating." I took an exaggerated bite out of a piece of dried meat.

 

"So you can keep waiting standing up, or you can sit down next to me and relax."

 

He sat down In front of me with a thump, Ghislaine sitting next to him carefully. I threw a piece of dried meat to her and she caught it with a sharp movement, eyeing me suspiciously.

 

"Bon appetite." I took another bite out of mine and watched as she slowly sniffed hers to check I didn't do anything weird with it and then gave it a small bite with her sharp teeth, tearing into the hard meat.

 

I finished my meal in silence, getting up afterwards and dusting my robes.

 

"Ok, we can fight now."

 

Gal's smile got even wider.

 

-break-

 

"I surrender." I spat out, Gal's sword at my throat. Around us big blocks of ice were starting to melt, in other places the ground was turned, forming giant pits and cliffs.

 

I was trying to catch my breath and having the sword of a sword emperor press to my neck wasn't helping.

 

Gal left arm hang limp to his side, probably broken after I pushed him down a cliff I created with a wind hammer. His brow was covered in sweat, and even though I was less injured than him he still won.

 

Damn.

 

Finally Gal seems satisfied with my surrender and pulled back his sword, sheathing it. I used my staff as a cane, picking my self up.

 

"Good fight."

 

Yeah sure, whatever.

 

"We are going west, you?" He asked me.

 

"I'm going west too."

 

"Well, I'll be going now." He turned to leave, simply walking away. Ghislaine was close to follow him and as they started walking I felt my heart clench.

 

"Hey, can I join you on the way west?" I called after them.

 

Gal didn't even turned to look at me when he answered, "do whatever you like, the hell I would care."

 

I sighed internally but picked up my backpack and run to catch up to them.

 

-Break-

 

I joined the both of them in their travels, it was a unique experience. Gal was emotionaly enept and Ghislaine was emotionaly immature because she had spent her growing years with him.

 

Gal was numb to my presence, he already won against me so he really didn't care. Ghislaine was outright hostile at the start, but she slowly got used to me being around, offering me a cold attitude but at least not as bad as it was before.

 

One day we reached a lake and camped beside it, I choose to try and fish to catch us dinner, not that I knew how to fish but still. So i sat at the edge of the lake when suddenly Ghislaine jumped into the water, submerging and then poping back up, holding a fish in her claws.

 

For a moment I looked at her, burning the look of her wet shirt clinging to her body into my mind and then she met my gaze, questioning, and I subverted my eyes away, feeling heat rising up my cheeks. She was pretty and I couldn't help but notice it.

 

She took the fish she caught and walked out of my sight, I focused again on my poor attempt at fishing and almost managed to get back into it when I was startled by someone sitting next to me, it was Ghislaine, sitting next to me, still wet.

 

"You can cook." She said simply, it took me a moment to nod back to her and in return she offered me the fish she caught a few moments ago.

 

"Cook this for me."

 

And so I set up a fire and took out my cooking utensils, I prepared the fish and then grilled it above the fire. The moment I declared the fish was ready she snatched it away, biting I to it and immediately throwing it away in alarm.

 

I barely caught it in the air with a quick wind spell while she was rolling on the ground crying "Hot! Hot!"

 

I sighed quietly, "come here, I'll heal your tongue." She approached me cautiously and I mumbled a short healing spell, green sparkles of light gathered around her mouth.

 

She stuck out her tongue and tried to look at it, it was kind of cute.

 

"Right, be careful and let it cool for a bit before you eat it." I gave her back the grilled fish and after waiting for a bit she gave it a small probing bite, seeing it wasn't so hot anymore she ate the whole fing quickly, leaving only bones.

 

And after that day we got a bit closer, she liked to ask me to cook the animals she hunted and we would sit by the fire while I cooked it and talk about small insignificant things, then we ate the meat, sometimes we even let Gal have some.

 

It was one of those times. Under the shimmering moonlight, we sat beside a crackling campfire. The dancing flames cast a warm, golden glow on our faces as we enjoyed this moment of tranquility. The air was filled with a calm hush, and the distant sounds of the forest seemed to fade away, leaving only the gentle crackle of the fire and the soft rustling of leaves.

 

Ghislaine gazed at the fire, her vibrant heterochromatic eyes reflecting its flickering light. I watched her in quiet admiration, marveling at the way the fire seemed to paint her with shades of gold and amber.

 

"You know," I began, my voice carrying a soft undertone, "I've always found firelight to be incredibly mesmerizing."

 

Ghislaine turned her gaze towards me, a hint of curiosity in her eyes. "Really?"

 

I nodded, my gaze unwavering. "Yes, fire is special, it is the energy that enable the forge of progress, yet it is also the flame of war, of funeral pyres and burnes cities, of cauterized wounds and the flame of shelter, a torch to light the dark, a campfire to drive away the cold, a hearth to make a place home. In the firelight I see humanity essence."

 

Ghislaine's lips curled into a frown, "too complicated." She announced.

 

My lips curled into a smile at that and my fingers traced the edges of my staff absentmindedly. "It is a story more fitting to magicians than swordsman.

 

Ghislaine noded at that, as if that explains everything. "You're a good magician Arthur."

 

I chuckled softly. "Perhaps it's the magic of the words that make me so great at it."

 

As we sat in the fire's embrace, a comfortable silence settled between us. The crackling flames seemed to echo a sort of unspoken connection that forged between us.

 

Ghislaine shifted closer, our shoulders brushing lightly and put her head on my shoulder, closing her eyes.

 

It was a show of trust, for her to let me guard her as she was vulnerable, slowly I picked up my hand and began to stroke her hair gently.

 

"I'm tired." she said, her voice a gentle whisper.

 

"You can sleep." I answered her. "I'll keep us safe."

 

Soon after that her breathing evened and she was in the land of dreams.

 

-Break-

 

Gal sometimes left us alone for uncpecified amount of time on a whim, sometime it was only a few hours, sometimes it was for days. Maybe he went to fight someone or maybe he just found a hill that looked really good to swing his sword at the top of.

 

I wasn't worried about it, very few things could pose a danger to a sword emperor.

 

On one sunny day Gal left us alone just like that, we continued on our journey, he could find us.

 

It was close to noon when we heard voices from up ahead, getting closer and closer.

 

It was a marry band of 4 people, a man two women and a dwarf.

 

"Hello there!" The man, carrying a mean looking spear called us.

 

He explained they were a band of independent warriors who came together to end the threat of a red dragon that terrorized a village nearby, eating their cattle and destroying their crops.

 

We immediately agreed to help them.

 

As me, Ghislaine, and our newfound allies made our way through the dense forest, our goal became clear in the distance - a towering mountain range where rumors suggested the red dragon had taken residence.

 

The merry band of us six consisted of me and Ghislaine, and our four companions: Alan, the spear-wielder; Elena, the archer with an eagle-eyed aim; Thorin, the dwarven warrior with his trusty axe; and Isabella, the advance ranked earth magician and was really good with barriers suprisingly.

 

As we reached the foot of the mountain, the ground trembled beneath our feet. The red dragon, with scales gleaming like molten lava, descended from the sky, its massive wings casting shadows over our heads. Its fiery breath lit up the forest, scorching the earth.

 

Alan raised his spear, determination in his eyes. "We've got this!"

 

Elena notched an arrow, her fingers steady as she aimed for the dragon's vulnerable spots. "Let's go!"

 

Thorin, his axe glinting in the fiery light, let out a hearty dwarven war cry, charging at the dragon. "Wahhhhhh!"

 

Isabella's hands crackled with elemental energy as she started chanting her first spell.

 

My self, staff in hand, nodded to Ghislaine.

 

The battle began in earnest. Alan lunged at the dragon, striking with precision, while Elena's arrows found their mark, causing the dragon to bellow in pain. Thorin clung to the dragon's leg, hacking away with relentless determination. Isabella's magic created protective barriers of earth and force, shielding the group from the dragon's fiery breath and mighty claws

 

Ghislaine, with her extraordinary strength and speed, dodged the dragon's attacks, using her sword to strike at the creature. I channeled my wind magic, creating gusts of air to disrupt the dragon's flight and keep it grounded.

 

The battle raged on, and the dragon's fury seemed insurmountable. Flames engulfed the forest around them, trees burning to ashes. But we refused to yield.

 

Finally, after a long and grueling battle, the red dragon's roars grew weaker. It crashed to the ground, defeated, its once-intimidating eyes now filled with desperation.

 

With one final strike Ghislaine delivered the finishing blow. The dragon's lifeless body fell to the scorched earth.

 

As the flames subsided, we gathered around the fallen dragon, victorious but battered.

 

"We did it," Alan panted, wiping sweat from his brow.

 

Elena smiled, lowering her bow. "We really did."

 

Thorin let out a hearty laugh, his axe resting on his shoulder. "Our ancestors would be proud."

 

Isabella sighed in relief. "The village is safe now."

 

With the dragon defeated and the threat removed, we split up, continuing our journey. Gal showed up two days later and was disappointed to have miss the dragon fight.

 

-Break-

 

Time went by, Gal searched for stronger people to fight, Ghislaine continue bringing me the game she hunted to cook for us, she let herself sleep on my shoulder a few more times, one time she even fell asleep in my lap.

 

And then it was autumn.

 

Ghislaine became agitated more than usual recently, when she walked by me she would bump into my shoulder aggressively and she would get angry with me quickly while we talked.

 

It came to a crescendo of anger when after a short verbal fight about if we should take the long way to pass near a river or not and Ghislaine grabbed her sword.

 

She was not yet the Ghislaine I knew from the show, she didn't have the muscles yet she looked more like Linia than herself at this point, she wasn't even a sword saint right now, only a really scary and really angry advance swordwomen.

 

"What are you doing?" I asked her, an edge of panic in my voice at the thought of fighting her.

 

"What are you doing?!" she yelled back at me, "why haven't you challenge me to a fight yet?! Do you hate me this much?!"

 

"Eh?" My string of thought had been cut short as I had to doge back to avoid a sword swing that would have taken both my eyes.

 

I started casting, creating a bog between us to slow her down so I would have time to think.

 

Why would she want me to challenge her to a fight? Why does she think I hate her because I didn't?

 

She run around the obstacle I created with amazing ease and tried to disembowel me.

 

Ah It seems I forgot an important detail about the beast race in this world.

 

So Ghislaine wanted me to... 'fight' her.

 

This was a big decision to make.

 

How did I feel about this?

 

I parried a swing that would have taken my arm with a wall of ice and tried to think, really think about this.

 

Did I want this? Did I really want this? Did I want ... Ghislaine? And not as a one time thing, but a real long term relationship?

 

I really tried to think about this properly but my mind just kept jumping back to the feeling of her head on my shoulder and my fingers stroking her back.

 

My eyes sought Ghislaine's and our gazes locked onto each other.

 

"Ghislaine Dedoldia I challenge you, fight me." I shouted to her.

 

She stoped trying to swing her sword at me and I could see her waging her tail behind her body.

 

She took a deep breath and tightened her grip on her sword with both hands.

 

Ah this pause wasn't for me, I understood and fumbled to cast.

 

I might just die in a second.

 

I could feel my hairs standing on my back and hands as Ghislaine slowly exhaled.

 

"The Wheel of Heaven" I threw the only spell I could think of that would give me a chance to live past her next attack.

 

The wind started to pick up in a circular motion around as as Ghislaine focused her eyes on me once more.

 

She smiled and I gave her back a wavering smile of my own.

 

She swang her sword and it was as if the world froze.

 

The long sword of light, for the first time she had managed to use it.

 

But it was only a saint rank attack and I used a king ranked magic to block it.

 

The wind thundered furiously around Ghislaine and picked her up, it was suppose to keep her in the air for as long as I held the spell up. But her long sword of light grazed my face, the spell just barely caught her in time to save my right eye but the pain from being hit made me lose concentration on the spell and it dissipated.

 

Blood started streaming down my face, getting into my eye. But I had no time to cast a healing spell, instead as Ghislaine fell to the ground I followed with a quick ice spell, trapping her legs and then creating a long blade of flame and bringing it up to her neck, I could see it scorching some stray hairs from her head.

 

We were both sweating, mine mixed with the blood on my face and getting into my eye, the wound hurt, my eye stung from sweat and blood.

 

"I won." I declared.

 

"Yes." She said between laboured breaths.

 

I used the flame to melt the ice around her legs and freeing her then the sound of clapping made us both turn our heads.

 

Gal stood there, being awfully smug.

 

"You manage to use the long sword of light, tomorrow we'll go to the holy land of swords so the sword god can grant you the title of sword saint." He skilled at us.

 

I sighed and cast a healing spell at my face, it wasn't good enough to completely heal it but I felt it closing up mostly and stop bleeding.

 

It will probably leave a nasty scar.

 

Gal seem to lose interest in both of us again and wandered off somewhere and then Ghislaine jumped at me again, this time without a sword, so I caught her in a hug and embraced her.

 

****NSFW****

 

I moved slowly, reaching with my hand to cap her cheek and kissing her lips gently. It was awkward at first but we got the hang of it soon enough and kissed passionately, she tried to push forward to me and I half fell half sat down with Ghislaine on top of me. She was practically straddling my lap.

 

We continued kissing, her hands hugging me and feeling me up all over.

 

She sent her hands under my shirt, feeling my abs and chest and I took it as permission to do the same to her, gently placing my hand under her shirt and then bringing it up to squeeze her breasts.

 

She continued kissing me deeply so I guess it was fine, I did it with my other hand two and soon we both lost our shirts, I stared at her expose breasts, big, perky yet soft to the touch.

 

I placed both my hands at them, feeling her body heat and enjoying every last bit of this.

 

Then she started reaching with her hands towards my pants and I blushed.

 

Her hand sneaked under my pants and she touched me, oh that's good.

 

I kept one hand on her tits and used my other one to feel her buttock, it was amazing, her body was simply mesmerizing to the sight and to the touch .

 

I wriggled out of my pants and helped her get out of hers, we were both completely naked in front of each other.

 

I got back to kissing her, but this time I slowly reached with my hand down the front of her body, groping a feel of her tits and then gently brushing her abdomen and midriff, down her belly button and then my hand found my goal, she had a fur plume down there, and my fingers sunk into it.

 

I massaged her with my fingers, and she grinded herself into me, clinging as close to me as she could, purring and moaning all the while.

 

Her breasts pressed against me and she placed her head into my shoulder.

 

She purred again and I felt a shudder going through her body.

 

I pulled my hand up.

 

"No, don't stop." She complained meekly but quickly fell silent again as I pushed her on her back and place myself at her entrance.

 

I kissed her and then rocked my body forward slowly, gently, entering her. Another shudder went through her body but I captured any sound she was about to make with my lips.

 

I bobbed inside and outside of her holding her close to me, hugging and kissing.

 

I felt my release building up.

 

"Ah, Ghislaine, ah Ghislaine." I called.

 

"Arthur, Arthur." She called me back and it was enough to bring me over the edge, I released everything inside her and then just slumped over her.

 

"Ghislaine" I whispered and kissed her again.

 

****NSFW end****

 

-Break-

 

We became a couple, me and Ghislaine. It was very nice, but practically almost nothing changed. We still travelled with Gal to meet the sword god so he could grant Ghislaine the title of sword saint, it just that now we spent out evenings making out and talking.

 

Ghislaine putting her head in my lap and having me stroke her back became our routine.

 

And we had more sex, yeah.

 

Overall it felt like a new relationship that had a lot of room to grow 

 

I felt like the time passed faster after we got together and we ended up in the holy land of the swords in what felt like a few day.

 

Ghislaine demonstrated her long sword of light in a duel against a disple of the sword god and officialy got the rank of sword saint.

 

After that we sat in the shade of some tree in a circle clear of snow to talk about where we are going next.

 

"It's a good thing we managed to get here so early, other wise you would have needed to wait another 8 months to become a sword saint." Gal told Ghislaine whoe seemed to agree and made a "hn" sound.

 

"Hmm? Why is that? Can you only become sword saint certain times of the year?" I asked curiously.

 

"No, it is because she wouldn't be able to duel properly." Gal answered.

 

"Hn" Ghislaine nodded again.

 

"Oh, why?" I asked again.

 

"It's because I'm pregnant."

 

I felt like the ground rose up to meet my forehead and when I got back up Ghislaine did not look worried at all.

 

"You're pregnant!?" I yelled.

 

"Hn" she simply nodded, it seems she did not understand the importance of this.

 

"Why haven't you told me this before?"

 

"Can you not smell it?" She had a suprise look. I see a cultural difference because male members of the beast race can smell when their partner is pregnant.

 

I turned to Gal "and you! You knew and did not tell me! Why? And how did you know?" He just shrugged, yeah that's about what U expected from him.

 

But never mind, I knew what I got into when me and Ghislaine started our relationship, and I knew we didn't use anything to prevent this from happening, it was just a matter of time until this happened.

 

I examined her with my eyes, she wasn't showing yet, probably would not for some time. "How long have you been pregnant?" I asked, trying to get the time line right in my head.

 

"More than a month, less than two." I nodded at that.

 

"Alright" and took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly.

 

"Ghislaine Dedoldia." I looked her in her expose eye, she started wearing an eye patch recently to help her with her demon eye.

 

"Will you marry me?" I saw suprise take hold of her face.

 

"Aren't we already married though?"

 

Ehh? Oh is this another cultural difference? When I beat her in a fight we became married and not just a couple? Really?

 

"We'll, you are my wife then? And I am your husband?" I made sure, no more mistakes like these misunderstandings.

 

She nodded, blushing a bit.

 

"Good, we will go to Sharia. It will take us less than two months to get there and I have enough money to buy a house in the city where we can pass the pregnancy and birth in quite. After the child is strong enough to travel we can decide where we want to settle down." I nodded to my self, yes good plan.

 

"Hn? Why would we need to settle down?" She asked.

 

"A small child can not travel like we do, live on the road while fighting monsters and other dangers. We need to let him grow up in a stable environment." I explained.

 

"We're not raising him, we'll just leave him at Sharia and continue on." She deadpanned.

 

I was flabbergasted at her words.

 

"What do you mean we are not raising him, of course we are! We are his parents! We have a duty to raise him!" I was raising my voice unintentionally.

 

"Just because we slept together doesn't mean I have to drop anything in my life to raise him, he can grow up without us." She declared and I was left speechless.

 

"You can not be serious, you actually don't plan on sticking around to raise your child?"

 

"I'm not planning to." She said and I kept silent, I was really speechless.

 

The quiet remained for a few long minutes and at the end I broke it.

 

"I will raise our child, with or without you." And that was it.

 

-Break-

 

I bought a house in Sharia, not to far from the Ranoa magic academy. Ghislaine stomec began to grow but I felt like a gap has formed between us.

 

A few months later she gave birth to health baby boy, he looked more like her than me, with her skin and hair colour, beast like ears and tail.

 

He had my green eyes.

 

Ghislaine didn't even care to hear what I named him.

 

A few weeks later and had gone away.

 

Time passed, I used my savings at the start but once Oren was old enough I got a proper job teaching magic at the academy, I was a king rank wind mage after all.

 

A few quiet years passed by like this, I tried to be a good dad, to always be there for Oren, to support and teach him while letting him grow up as a person.

 

He took after his mother in a lot of things, he was rush, violent and stubborn.

 

And every time I saw his wild mane of hair with two furry ears poping out of it all I could think of was 'I am so glad I stayed' I loved my kid, I really did.

 

He tried to learn magic a few times, because he wanted to be like me he said. But after anough failed attempts I put the sword in his hand.

 

He reach advance rank in the Sword god and North god styles in record time but didn't seem to be able to get pass intermediate in Water god style.

 

I took him to the holy land of swords for him to learn and after some time there we sat down for a talk, he told me he wanted to do the same thing I did, he wanted to travel the world, he wanted to see sights and fight monsters all across the continents and he wanted to get stronger, like me.

 

At the end of the talk I sold the house and he registered as an adventurer and we went south to the asura kingdom.

 

We travelled, we had adventures, we met interesting people, we saw amazing sights, we had hights and lows but most importantly we always stayed together and grew closer, as father and son.

 

-Break-

 

We were heading north across the central continent to the upper red dragon jaw, we stopped in a small town, Oren went to get a new dagger after he broke his last one inside some tough monster and I went to check in the local adventurer guild.

 

As I approached the stout building I heard an unmistakable voice.

 

The door to the adventurer guild opened and out of it came six figures.

 

A monkey like demon race came out first with a human by his side, laughing at something, behind them an elf, a dwarf, another human and finally the familiar sight of Ghislaine.

 

She looked like her show counterpart by now, with the muscles and the skimpy leather binding that barely covered her breasts, her mane of hair was thick and two beast like ears were popping out of it, just like Oren. She was talking with the elf about something, she didn't notice me yet, none of them payed me any attention.

 

Emotions swelled within me, my wife for we never devorced, my child's mother, the woman whom I loved not so long ago.

 

The woman who thought nothing about leaving Oren alone.

 

"Fangs of the Black Wolf." I called, and I felt all of them focusing on me immediately.

 

I tried to smile but it came out as a weak curling of my lips. My eyes were at Ghislaine, I saw her single eye not covered by an eye patch widen at my sight, obviously she recognised me.

 

"You need something old man?" The human male spoke, ah, Paul Greyrat.

 

"I need nothing from you Paul Greyrat disowned noble brat, nor do I need any thing from the rest of you, Elinalise Dragonroad the cursed elf, Thaland the exiled dwarf, Zenith Letreia the ranaway child, Geese Nukadia the last Nuka." They each flinched as I called their name, "I have nothing I want from you, no, my only dealings are with Ghislaine Dedoldia." 

 

I saw Paul raising his hand to the sword at his belt, "you know this old pervert Ghislaine?" He asked but his eyes stayed locked on me.

 

"Yes, she does." I answered for her.

 

"Why won't you come with me for a bit and we will have a talk, Ghislaine, without your friends." I called.

 

"Like hell we would let her go with a freaky guy like you, who knows what things you might do to her!" Paul yelled back at me.

 

I saw him moving his feet, he was getting ready to attack me. Ghislaine saw this as well and called out to warn him "Paul!" Her voice tense but it was already too late, Paul moved forward and drew his award in one smooth motion, charging me.

 

I was already casting.

 

The rest of the party fumbled to give their leader back up.

 

I finished my spell.

 

"With my voice I command thee, the princes of heavens, the spirits of the wind, bind mine enemies in chains of air and thrall thine enemies to mine will! The Wheel of Heaven!"

 

They all floated of the ground, grasping for breath they couldn't get. I felt my winds holding them tightly, answering to my will, with a flick of a wrist I could crush all of them, choke them to death, fling them a thousand miles up into the sky, tear them into shreds.

 

Paul sword never reached me.

 

"You know Ghislaine, the only sword to ever reach me through that spell was yours." I brushed the scar on my right eye with two fingers gently, tracing the difference in skin tissue down my face.

 

The wind circled us menacingly, waiting for me to call for it, to wound, maim and kill.

 

"I regret what I said before, I want nothing from you either." I squeezed the wind holding them up, letting them know I could kill any of them if I wanted to and then turned around and left, the spell will end when I stop feeding it mana soon, but for now they stayed hapless in the air.

 

I found Oren and told him we need to move to the next town, he didn't ask why, he just listened to his father. He probably saw how upset I was.

 

-Break-

 

Rudeus did not think anything about the two people who entered the adventurer guild, not until the older man yelled his name.

 

"Rudeus Greyrat! Eris Boreas Greyrat!" He turned to look at them.

 

The one who called them was an older man, maybe in his forties, with brown hair that was turning grey, a vertical scar across his right eye and cheek, he was holding a staff so he was probably a magician and he was dressed like. Traveling adventurer, with a sturdy cloak.

 

The younger one looked familiar although Rudeus couldn't remember where he saw him before, he was a member of the beast race, with cat like ears and a tiger like tail, he had grey-white haired and tan skin, he had a sword sheathed to his waist, and while the older man was smiling the younger one was frowning and giving a delinquent boss kind of vibe.

 

"You must be mistake

n, I don't know anyone by those names." Rudeus announced, yes, misdirection was the best answer in this situation!

 

"Then how did you know I ment you?" The stranger smile widen. Ah, a total miss, critical failure.

 

"Come Rudeus, Eris, Ruijerd. We will talk outside." He gestured them to follow him as he left the establishment, the edgelord cat boy following him.

 

Rudeus looked to his two companions and then decided to follow the stranger as well, walking out side after him.

 

-End-