Celia’s eyes narrowed slightly, flicking to Damian, who was standing close behind Nolan. "Oh... but Master, why is he following you? Does that an he’s going with you?"
Linda folded her arms, also eyeing Damian. "Hey, wait a minute. Is it true? Is he going with you?"
Nolan raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, looking slightly awkward. "Yeah... he’s going with . Is there a problem with that?"
"Yes, there is, Master," Linda said quickly, stepping closer. "Take with you instead."
"No, take !" Celia blurted out, glaring at Linda. "Don’t take him—take with you!"
Damian blinked at them both, then straightened his posture with a faint smile tugging at his lips, clearly aware of the tension in the room.
"Hey, you. Is there anything you want to say? You have to say it. Why are you staring at ?" Linda asked, her eyes sharp.
Damian quickly looked away, blushing slightly.
"Oh, you guys... goodbye. I’ll be taking my leave," Nolan said calmly.
"Goodbye, Master," Celia and Linda chorused together.
As Nolan walked out with Damian beside him, Damian let out a sigh of relief.
"Ah... finally. I’m finally out," Damian muttered.
"Wait... is sothing wrong?" Nolan asked, tilting his head.
"Master... I’m a divine dragon. But for so reason... I don’t know why, I feel terrified of those two," Damian confessed. "Their gaze... it scares . Sotis I even wonder if they might co at night to... to attack . They’re just humans, right? They’re not as powerful as you."
Nolan raised an eyebrow. "Wait... are you going crazy? They’re just humans. Yes, they are. There’s no need to be scared of them."
"Okay, Master. Right," Damian said, nodding.
The two of them continued walking and soon reached the Adventurer’s Guild. As they approached, Ella greeted them warmly.
"Thank you for coming, Master. Mr. Nolan, it’s good to have you here," she said with a smile.
"Yes, I am. I’m here to see the Guildmaster. I’ll be going to his office," Nolan replied.
As Nolan and Damian walked toward the Guildmaster’s office, Nolan noticed him sipping tea. Hearing footsteps, the Guildmaster looked up and stood.
"Hey, welco," he said warmly.
"Yeah, nice to see you," Nolan replied. "And who is this? Who’s with you?"
"Oh, this is Damian, my new companion," Nolan said.
Lucan stepped forward, extending his hand to Damian. "Nice to see you, and welco."
As they shook hands, Lucan imdiately sensed a trendous energy radiating from Damian. He took an involuntary step back, slightly terrified.
"Uh... is there a problem?" Nolan asked.
"No... no problem," Lucan said, quickly composing himself. He kept a wary eye on Damian, then looked back at Nolan. "No problem," he repeated.
"Good. I ca to see you regarding the problem about those n. I hope they’re jailed already," Nolan said, his tone steady.
"Oh, so that’s why you ca," Lucan replied, nodding slowly. "Yes, they’re jailed already. And... they’ve received the necessary judgnt they needed to receive."
"Oh, that’s good. I just wanted to hear that," Nolan said, a small smile flickering across his face.
"You actually defeated them," Lucan continued, "but... you shouldn’t have gone all out. Part of the walls were destroyed, even so of the structures in their workshop... all damaged. Even the human you slamd against the wall left cracks."
Nolan let out a faint sigh. "Oh... well. It happened, it happened," he said, shrugging.
"So, when are you planning to go back to the Empire for the tournant?" Lucan asked, leaning back in his chair.
"I think two days from now," Nolan replied calmly. "But before that, I’ll be heading to the Northern side."
Lucan’s eyes shifted toward Damian, who stood a little behind Nolan, his gaze wandering around the office like he was taking everything in. "This young man with you..." Lucan began, his voice dropping. "I can feel sothing from him. I don’t know what it is, but sothing about him terrifies ."
"Oh, you an Damian?" Nolan asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes," Lucan said. "If you fought him... do you think you would win?"
Nolan’s lips curled into a faint smile. "That’s a strange question."
Lucan shook his head. "No, I’m not that stupid. When I shook his hand just now, I felt sothing... heavy. Even if our nation’s entire army fought him, they might lose. There’s sothing strange about him no, sothing exceptional. Tell , Nolan... where did you even find soone like this? Because a person like him doesn’t just appear anywhere."
Damian shifted slightly at the words, his golden eyes lowering for a brief mont, but he said nothing.
"Well, yeah, he’s really strong," Nolan said, glancing at Damian, "but you shouldn’t be terrified of him. He ans no harm."
Lucan’s eyes narrowed slightly. "Well, yeah... is he an S rank?"
"Maybe sothing like that," Nolan muttered, unsure.
He glanced to the side, thinking carefully. He’s not even human... but I can’t tell him that. The thought stayed buried.
"Celia and Linda were the ones who reported to ," Lucan continued, his tone calm. "They said soone tried to attack them."
"Good, they did exactly what I asked," Nolan said. "Did the Royal Knights go to my house to pick up those adventurers?"
Lucan shook his head. "No. They didn’t. The next day people were already gathered around the rchant’s shop you smashed, wondering what happened. They found the owner tied up — looked like he’d been taken down right there. Turns out he’s been doing this to others, too. He used low rank goons to do the dirty work, but the S rank crew you beat only confessed to the job they carried out for him. They’ll stay in prison for a long ti."
"Good," Nolan said. "As long as they’re locked up, I don’t care."
Lucan leaned forward. "Don’t get complacent, though. Luthar is strong. I just wanted to remind you."
Nolan waved a hand. "Stop bringing him up. If it ca to that, I could deal with him."
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