Chapter 92 - You Don’t Have The Right
"Welco back." The receptionist whose na I still didn't know greeted as I entered the Guild house.
"Thanks."
Hmm, now that I think about it, what's the appropriate response to 'Welco back'? Is it 'thanks'? Or 'I'm back'?
I'll need to look into it soti later.
"Oh, Ms. Neia was asking for you."
"Was she, now?"
Did she need for sothing?
"Yes. And she was asking weird questions as well, like whether you were alright, or whether you had your arms."
"Really?"
Well, that's weird. After what happened, I didn't think she would have it in her to worry about .
Hmm, perhaps Neia left in the forest as a joke and was intending to co back later? Yet I took that joke way too seriously and decided to do everything myself because I determined she couldn't be relied on.
Huh, how am I supposed to insult her for not being able to take a fucking joke now?
Well, I guess I'll just do what I do best and refuse to take responsibility and continue to insult her because hypocrisy is hilarious.
"Yes. She confird it three tis before scratching her head and asking to inform her when you co back."
"I see."
What's with Neia, anyway? First, she starts beating up a crippled , then flies away without healing or explaining anything like an absolute chad, and now she's worried about ?
The woman is clearly ntally unstable.
"Did sothing happen during the expedition?" The receptionist asked.
Well, well, looks like soone is a bit too fond of poking their nose where it doesn't belong.
"We just had a simple argunt."
"Really?" Ms. Receptionist slightly tilted her head.
"Uh-huh." I nodded. "Anyway, please send Neia to my room."
"I'll pass her the ssage."
With that, I left her and ca back to my room.
"I'll have to clean that…"
There was a pile of ashes in one corner of the room. It was the remains of the armour and clothes I had worn during the dungeon exploration.
They were clearly ruined as I had my arms sliced and exploded, so before going to the restaurant, I had returned to the guild to change and freshen myself up.
I also burned the clothes lest soone with an overly sensitive nose sniff the scent of blood soaking them and barge into my room with Noelle.
Anyway, I used so simple wind magic to transfer the ashes to the dustbin.
Ez peezy lemon squeezy.
*Knock* *Knock*
Just then, soone knocked on the door.
"Co in."
The door opened and Neia, the not-so-friendly Dragon stepped in, "…" She silently looked at , her gaze affixed to my arms.
"You… you are alright…" She slowly eked out.
"So I'd like to assu, yes."
I had gulped down an entire bottle of that potion.
It should have completely healed every injury, treated any ailnt I was suffering from and purged any curse I was afflicted with.
So it should suffice to say that I was perfectly alright.
For now, that is.
"B-but how…?" Neia looked at with widened, baffled eyes.
"Well, the dark side of magic is a pathway to many abilities so consider to be unnatural."
"Wait, you used dark magic!?"
"No. That was just a taphor for, 'I'm not telling you.'"
She's not the best at understanding sarcasm, is she?
"So, are you, like, perfectly okay?"
"Never been better."
"Oh…" Her eyes drooped.
A weird lull descended upon the room.
"Anyway, I'm sure you are aware of the reason I called you here."
"I think I do." She slowly nodded and bit her lips.
"Perfect."
I like people who know the reason behind their existence I an why their boss would summon them.
"I'm sorry." Neia suddenly bowed her head.
"What?"
"I'm sorry." She repeated herself, but a bit louder.
"For what?"
The fuck is she apologising for?
"F-for…" She bit her lips again and clenched her fists, then cald herself down with a deep breath, "For punching you even though you saved , and leaving you alone in the forest."
Ahhh.
"Right, you did do sothing like that. I almost forgot."
Perhaps it's ti to develop a new brain for myself because this one is so shitty.
"Wait, what?" She exclaid.
"Oh, nothing."
"Did you just say that you almost forgot about what I did to you?"
"Hey, it happens to everyone, okay. No need to make such a big deal about it."
Like what, is this the first soone forgot the horrible things you did to them? Grow up, Neia.
"No one forgets about things like these!"
"Are you really going to sha in my own room? I expected better of you, Neia."
Seems like just like Noelle, Neia is too eager to be banned from my room.
Maybe I should put up a notice saying, 'No entry to Assassins or Dragons' because frankly speaking, that's what these assholes deserve.
"I beat you up when you were helpless and left you alone in a forest!"
"Yes, very sad. Anyway, I called you here because I wanted so blood."
The potion I used earlier was the only one I had, so I need to make it again. And I need her blood for that.
"Wait, we're not done talking about this!"
"Haaah, what do you want, Neia?"
"Why are you like this?" Neia walked up to .
"Don't know, don't care."
I have no interest in recounting my life story to a dodgy Dragon. Besides, the story is so long that I would probably die before finishing it.
I'd rather spend my ti doing other productive things, like killing myself I an sleeping like every normal person would.
"You have to care!" She suddenly grabbed my shoulders and looked into my eyes.
Her eyes were bloodshot, as if she would start punching if I didn't start caring.
Sounds oddly familiar.
"Look, Neia. First of all, you, a child beater, has no right to tell what I should and shouldn't care about. It's my life and I'm going to live the way I want it. And nothing you do would change that."
"Wha!?"
"Second, I have no interest in your pathetic apology or lightening your guilt by forgiving you; you simply should not have done those things if you were going to feel bad about them later on."
"…" She bit her lips again as her eyes drooped.
"So, give your blood, and fuck off."
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