Moving Up the Ranks

"…I've returned."

"Hmm?" Just as he'd guided another novice mercenary to the battlefield, Gerald had a slight frown on his face as he heard someone talk to him all of a sudden.

Turning around to look at the source of the voice, his expression immediately turned into that of surprise once he realized who he was talking to. "You're the one that took the 2-star mercenary mission, right?"

"That would be me, yes." Valyr nodded as he faintly smiled.

Seeing the slightly carefree smile on the young man's face, Gerald began to frown once more as he interpreted the smile somewhat differently, prompting him to think about how much time had passed since they first met.

Coming to the conclusion that only an hour had passed since then, the frown on the man's face became deeper as he began to inwardly scoff in his mind. 'For a novice mercenary like him to come back this early, he's definitely realized he's bit off more than he could chew.'