Temporarily postponing his quest selection, Shye dragged Seira into an empty corner, prompting eyes to turn their way as their guildmates' imaginations went wild.
Shye and Seira weren't in any relationship of that sort though.
They resembled more of a boss and subordinate dynamic at the moment, given Seira's willingness to agree to Shye's terms to be accepted into his party.
Although slightly nervous, Seira's eyes remained determined.
It seems that beneath her jolly disposition lies a desperate young woman with a thorny problem.
Well, at least for now, Shye didn't give a single damn about her problem.
"I'm not gonna ask you about your reasons, however, I want you to know that it would be very dangerous to join me. For instance, the quest I'm looking for right now is of (B-) rank." Shye whispered, his face—dead serious.
Naturally, such a ridiculous statement dumbfounded Seira.
A gold-ranked adventurer taking on a (B-) quest?
