An old priest dispersed the last of the worshippers, it was getting late. Purdue was a priest of Malakith, a dark god. He walked down the cloister, checking the windows, and making sure the doors were locked fast, he recently began this series of actions, and the nights were no longer safe.
Makarov closed his eyes for a moment, letting out a weary breath. His mouth curved into a faint smile as he opened his eyes once again. "I know," he said, nodding. "I can't thank you enough for being a friend to him despite everything."
[ Don't worry Main Quest are part of your goals and they will not hinder your progress and they will not change your way of doing things. Host can decide however he wants to clear the quest, system will reward you according to your success and penalties are not applicable to Main quest because failing them itself will be a penalty to you ]
As if sensing my gaze, the old man looked up and caught my eye. A mischievous twinkle appeared in his eyes as he chuckled, "Ah, I see you've caught me in the act. I must apologize, but I was peeing in the plants, it's good for them!"
"My hunt... ends," Artemis muttered, bowing her head to take a painful breath as a river of crimson spilled onto the earth from the gaping wound in her chest that was starting to appear.
At this, Erza took a step forward closing the distance between us, standing up straighter and jutting out her chin. "I'm sorry for making you think I'm afraid of you," she said, her eyes blazing with a newfound sense of confidence, and determination as the words tumbled out of her mouth, each one more certain than the last.