Fidel, the one who once fought me in the adventurer registration test, now appeared before me.
He comes off with confidence in every step he takes.
When he saw me, he smiled.
"We meet again, Mesties."
He acted like we were best friends from the start. His hand waved slightly upwards.
Judging by the sly smile on his lips, He didn't seem surprised to see me here.
"Don't make such a questioning face. Just so you know, I've been an underling of Marquess Stronghold from the start."
"And then?"
"Haha. If you're really curious. I'll tell you. Do you remember that when we first met, I said that I was in a hurry to finish a request? Well, do you know what request I received?"
He approached me and put his arm around my shoulder. Then he whispered in my ear, "The truth was, I was given the task from the beginning to look for people who could be used as slaves by Marquess Stronghold. Especially newcomers to Burgenfield city."