The rest of my time at Wols was uneventful. Shamsheel never got in touch with me again before I came back to Bay Road.
Catching up with work was tough. Clients needed potions, knives, weapons. We even had to go exterminate some magical beasts. As if that wasnāt enough, Rizerotta has almost doubled my workload by asking for weapons for the Royal Capital.
A few days passed without me thinking about what happened.
The burns on my fingertips had disappeared completely.
ā ā¦Woah. (Roar)
ā Oh, hey. (Takaya)
Akane and I have been locked in the guildās basement most of the time, so I havenāt had a chance to actually talk to Roar.
ā G-Good morning, Roar. (Takaya)
ā H-Heyā¦ Pulled an all-nighter again? (Roar)
ā ā¦Yeah, we have to get this done.
ā ā¦ I see.
ā Yeahā¦
ā ā¦ (T/R)
This is as awkward as it gets.
Weāve been extremely conscious of each other ever since that morning.
ā Takayaaa~ We have clients, can you come out? (Meirir)
ā Iāllā¦ be right there! Excuse me, Roar.
ā Sureā¦
I walked away as slowly and fast as I could.
Itās weird to have clients at this hour, but they certainly saved me from whatever that was.
ā Where are they? (Takaya)
ā The three are waiting outside. (Meirir)
ā Thank you!
ā Wait. Before you goā¦
ā What is it?
ā Did something happen with Roar?
ā ā¦No?
Dyke will realize it soon enough too. I donāt want to involve them in my problems.
ā Stop lying. Somethingās off.
ā Maybeā¦
ā Iāll go pester Roar about it if you donāt tell me. Spit it out alread-
ā Hey hey, come on now, thatās enough. (???)
A hand was resting on my shoulder.
ā Long time no see! How you been, pal?
It took me by surprise to see him with dark hair and so well-dressed, but thereās only one person who talks in such a friendly way to me.
ā Master, you havenāt been invited to the building yetā¦
ā What gives? Iām not gonna melt or anything.
ā Thatās not the issue! Please wait outside.
ā Are youā¦? (Takaya)
She looked different from the last time I saw her. Her hair was white like snow and her eyes red.
ā Indeed, itās me. Septe. I hope youāve been well.
No traces of the aftermath of the Seventh battle, other than her becoming a servant.
ā Iām glad to see you. Whereās Raviola?
ā Sheās right here. Weāre escorting this guy after finishing up some stuff at the Royal Capital. Ravi.
ā Pardon my intrusion.
Raviola was still wearing the same equipment as before. Her sword had been replaced with another sword which I assume she took from Kouyaās warehouse.
She also looked way happier than the first time I met her.
Kouya, Septe and Raviola. What an odd trio.
ā I got your letter. I thought Iād come by. (Kouya)
ā You couldāve said something beforehandā¦
ā But thatās not fun! Weāre friends, thatās just how it is.
Kouya wrapped my head around his elbow and whispered in my ear.
(I also have something to tell you. Itās about your Grandmaster)
ā ā¦
ā Anyways. Pardon me, missy, but Iāll borrow this guy for a bit. Donāt worry, Iāll make sure to give him a stern talk.
ā Huh? Oh, uh, right. (Meirir)
Kouya shoved me into the basement.
Why does Kouya want to talk about Ever?
I would assume sheās loafing around somewhere. As usual. But lately Iāve been wondering what specifically sheās up to.