Chapter 653: A Ghost

"Who… the fuck are you?"

"Riley Ross, and the woman you are trying to talk to is with me."

Riley continued to approach the table; not bothering that most of the eyes in the tavern were now looking at him. And as soon as he took off his hood, the eyes that weren't bothering with him could not help but just stare.

Some could not even help but just utter 'Ghost'. 

They weren't as shocked as one might expect, however, as there were people that looked like Riley in the world of Arlusia—but all of them lived North, surrounded by nothing but a sea of ice and freezing death.

They rarely, if at all, visit other nations due to their body being weak to the summer heat.

"Did you need something from her?" Riley then said; smiling as he stood beside Aerith, who was just quietly sitting at the table. She looked at Riley, but didn't really say anything and just looked away after just a glance.