Nicolia

"Hmph, I'll get you guys in the ring."

The green-haired youth was just more arrogant, but he wasn't stupid.

In a situation where one against two was not in his favor, taking an appropriate step back would not break this pride of his.

Seeing Nicolia roll up the sleeves of her robe, she wanted to go up and give the other party a kick again.

Galen hurriedly pulled Nicolia's smooth and delicate arm.

Of course, this was only the touch of her surface skin.

The arm muscles further down were still tough and elastic.

There was a world of difference from the softness and bonelessness of the average woman.

Galen secretly nodded his head.

It seemed that this teammate of his was also very focused on physical exercise.

Instead of focusing on equipment and skills.

But this also deepened Galen's doubts.

This Nicolia, did she choose the wrong profession?

Or did she learn the wrong skills?

Nicolia saw that Galen grabbed her hand and never let go, and even intentionally pinched it.

Her face, which had already lost its youthfulness, turned slightly red.

With a slight force, she broke away from Galen's grip.

From her traveling bag, Nicolia took out a carbon pen and writing pad.

She brushed on the writing pad and wrote:

[It is a pleasure to see you again, Senior Galen.]

Nicolia's writing was very smooth and her handwriting was quite elegant.

It was obvious that she used writing to communicate with people from time to time.

Tearing off the written page, Nicolia continued to write on a new page:

[I did suffer from aphasia due to an adventurous accident. The strength of a spellcaster can only be utilized to a small extent. Regarding forming a group, is Gallant-senpai sure he won't consider it again?]

But you can utilize 100% of your strength as a Battle Cleric.

Thinking so, Galen waved his hand and smiled, "It's okay, it's all about participation."

Feeling Galen's familiar tone, Nicolia also smiled.

Her soulful eyes curved into two small crescent moons.

Nicolia seemed to have returned to ten years ago.

At that time, she was still a sixteen-year-old adventurous newcomer.

Whenever she made a mistake and was criticized by the seniors in the troupe.

One would always hear Galen use this bland and gentle tone to relieve himself.

Obviously super strong, yet he acted more easygoing and gentle than anyone else.

This was Galen, the impression that always remained in Nicolia's mind.

Looking at the sun that was residing above his head, Galen proposed, "It's already noon, let's go eat something first."

Nicolia nodded and wrote on the small board:

[That's fine, but please wait for me to go back and change my clothes, senior.]

Because he was worried that Nicolia had used up too much physical strength during the ring battle.

Instead of insisting on walking, Galen stopped a carriage outside the open-air arena.

The carriage clattered along and soon arrived at the inn two streets away and rented by Nicolia.

This inn was close to the main road, so whether it was to go to the Adventurer's Guild to receive a quest or to the Trading Plaza to exchange supplies, it was quite convenient.

Of course, the accommodation fees here were also much higher than Galen's inn.

Galen waited in the inn's lobby for about a quarter of an hour.

He saw Nicolia change into a clean and elegant blue dress.

She was also carrying a large and a small traveling bag in her hand, as if she had packed all her belongings.

"Nicolia what are you doing?" Galen asked in confusion.

Nicolette took out the writing pad she had already written on from her traveling bag.

[I'm planning to move in with senpai, so it'll be easier to move in unison afterward.]

A cohabitation with a long-legged senior?

After thinking about it, Galen still shook his head, ''Although it's considered normal for partners to live together during adventures. But the beds in my room are just too small to sleep two people."

Nicolia's pretty face reddened, and she subconsciously wanted to open her mouth to defend herself, but she failed to make a sound.

She could only rewrite on her writing pad:

[Of course it's two rooms! Elder, what are you thinking?]

Without blushing or skipping a beat, Galen pretended not to see what was written on the writing pad and leaned down to carry Nicolia's traveling bag for her.

Once again boarding the carriage, the men and women in the carriage tacitly remained silent, and an emotion called embarrassment filled the air.

In the end, it was the sound of the carbon pen falling on the writing pad that broke the silence.

[The team battle requires three people to fight, and for the last candidate, do you have a target in mind, Senpai?]

Galen said, "With our current configuration, it would be best to invite another Assassin, or Ranger into the team."

Speaking of which, in Galen's mind, subconsciously, a moncler outlet store figure appeared.

Although that Sean was a bit old.

But the solid basic skills were truly impressive.

But he quickly and firmly shook his head.

Ranger, as a long distance output profession.

Bad eyesight would not only affect the hits.

It was the accidental injury to teammates that was the most fatal.

Galen didn't want to suddenly have a few arrows lodged in his back as he charged forward.

If it was really, really, really, impossible to find a more suitable candidate, then consider that grandpa.

On the way back Galen bought some ingredients.

Borrowing the inn's cookhouse, Galen cooked himself, frying up a meat steak each for Nicolia and himself.

"There's a dinner party later, you can join me and we'll eat less for lunch."

Galen explained.

It wasn't that he was worried that Nicolia would resent him for being stingy and cheap and not even being able to spend money on a restaurant.

Rather, he was truly worried that eating too much at noon would affect his performance at the dinner.

After all, how could the cooking skills of these ordinary restaurants outside compare to the special chefs of the Lazar Mansion?

[Dinner party? What you're talking about, senior, wouldn't be the banquet that the Lazar Public House is organizing tonight, would it?]

After Nicolia finished writing this sentence, she fished out an invitation from her traveling bag.

The content of the invitation was a bit different from the one Gaelen had, but it was undoubtedly pointing to the same banquet.

Galen raised an eyebrow.

Good for you Ivo-chan, so I'm not the only one for you.

Nicolia picked up the charcoal pencil again and scribbled on the writing pad:

[In addition to inviting us, the solo adventurers who have cleared the second round of the tournament, the master of the public house has also invited the leaders of the remaining adventure troupes, in order to discuss how to break the monopoly of the three major adventure troupes that have blocked the Lapps' Palace.]

In such a long paragraph, Nicolia was still able to write it very quickly and smoothly.

It was evident that she was already very familiar with this method of communication.

Although the three major adventuring groups were powerful, they were still far from being able to cover up the sky in Byron Town.

The so-called monopoly blockade was just a pretext for this screening competition.

As for the Lazar Family and the rest of the Adventure Groups, they were just trying to maximize and divide the benefits of the Lapps Palace.

A superior adventurer like Nicolia, by virtue of her own strength, was qualified to sit at the card table.

Those who were truly excluded from the center of interest.

There were only those ordinary adventurers who were huge in number but mediocre in strength.

All of the above, Galen had long seen through.

But he didn't care about any class groups or division of interests.

As long as he could get into the underground palace and not let the children starve.

Who would lead this opening operation?

After the opening of the Lapps Dungeon, which adventure group would it be labeled as?

It really didn't matter too much to Galen.