Clark told Arryn and Vio about the schedule for the day after tomorrow and where they would be staying in Villatown. Clark explained that the location of their stay was in a two-story inn located on the west of Clark's house. The distance between Clark's house and the inn was about a ten-minute walk. The man also left a stamped letter for Arryn and Vio. He said Arryn and Vio would be allowed to stay if they showed them Clark's letter. "Take care of yourselves," Clark said, saying goodbye to Arryn and Vio as he led them out of the wooden house. Arryn nodded with a smile. He waved softly as he continued to walk away from Clark's front yard. The two of them started walking on the village's main road to get to the inn that Clark was referring to. "If I've watched, Villatown is much safer than I thought," Arryn said. He witnessed some of the activities of other adventurers who had nothing to do with guarding. Some of them were drinking, exercising, and so on. According to the explanat

"How did you come here? I thought you didn't know we went on an adventure here," said Ivy, sitting on the edge of the bed with her eyes fixed on Quentin. "I put a trace of my magic in Arryn's palm; that's how I knew," said Quentin, sitting cross-legged while looking at the unconscious Arryn. Just as Ivy and Quentin were talking, Arryn opened his eyes and saw himself on the bed in his room. He got up and saw Quentin, who surprised him. Arryn asked the same question as Ivy, why was Quentin here? "That's not important at all. How are you feeling right now?" Quentin asked. "I still feel weak, but not as bad as I thought," Arryn said. Quentin smiled as he nodded his head. "How could I faint just from casting that magic spell? Is it that the mana consumption for high-level magic is quite large?" asked Arryn. Quentin shook his head slowly. As he remembered, the consumption of high-level magic wasn't that great if the magic user had a mana capacity of more than 700. Everyone's mana con

Mirelia's right hand raised to shoulder height, and Arryn suddenly saw that there were stone monsters in human form surrounding this park. They appeared at the same time as Mirelia's movement. Arryn prepared while tightly clenching his fists. The tense incident suddenly made people who visited the park start running away to save themselves. Now, the small park belonged entirely to Arryn and Mirelia. Arryn noticed the location of the park. It was pretty smart and wise of Mirelia to bring him here. He didn't find a single person here besides the two of them. "Bringing up magic without casting a spell. I seem to have underestimated you," said Arryn, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "I could have arrested you right now, but I chose to put my satisfaction first," explained Mirelia. Arryn laughed for a moment as he flicked his gaze toward Mirelia. "You want me to fuck you right now?" asked Arryn teasingly. "Tell me, where did you get your original strength from?" retorted Mire

"It's 17 against 5," Clark said, counting the number of votes of agreement given by each party. Arryn clicked his tongue at the decision, 17 votes were in favor of Mirelia's party's opinion, and the rest were in favor of Arryn's party. He couldn't argue or protest the result. After all, Arryn had to respect the forum's decision. Clark finally agreed to Mirelia's party's suggestion to increase the number of adventurers outside the walls. Mirelia applauded, as did the rest of her group. Arryn felt annoyed that his opinion was losing out to the rest of the party, but on the other hand, he was pleased that a group agreed with him. "I've decided, then, we'll carry out the plan of the Red Moon party, increasing the guard outside the walls," Clark said. "I put Mirelia in charge of this plan since the suggestion came from the party she was with," said Clark. Mirelia smiled broadly just as the other adventurers applauded, not a single one of them disagreeing with Mirelia's election as the

"Frontline duty is not just sitting and watching. Adventurers are required to patrol the forest," said Elvan. "That being said, your group should be careful. I know casting magic spells won't be as quick as swinging a sword," said Jordan. The bald-headed man knew a lot about this task. "Then, what if we split the group into two?" asked Arryn, proposing the idea of dividing the group members. "That's a good idea," replied Michael, their quiet partner. Elvan and the others immediately turned their eyes to Michael. They knew that once Michael spoke, his words would never be wrong. "Can you give us your thoughts?" asked Elvan. "Alan's idea is pretty good. His group is helped by our knight class, and we will also be helped by their healing magic," Michael replied. "It's the same as doing a task, only the group members are different," Michael continued. That was precisely what Arryn meant, combining two groups and dividing them according to their positions. Just as the Templar Regime