A Downtrodden Mage

Hao Ren was caught slightly off guard when Rheia, the tiny mage suddenly agreed to the idea. He had prepared plenty of other rhetorics but none of them were of use. He could only look at the former in slight disbelief. "Don't you want to understand more?"

"Understand what? You want me to wait for you to admit that you're a blacklisted group?" Rheia asked as she shook her staff. "Seeing your reaction, I do believe that you are some adventurers falling on hard times. But color me curious, it's uncommon to see children in mercenary groups nowadays, no?"

As she spoke, her vision fell upon Y'lisabet. The little devil was uncomfortably adjusting the pointed hat on her head (it was meant to hide her demon horns as Hao Ren and the rest did not notice any demons going about freely). The moment she heard Rheia, she immediately looked up and bared her fangs. "You're the child! How old can you be compared to me with that body of yours?"