After being dragged around by Serein throughout the marketplace, the three of them finally arrived at a clothes shop for nobles.Cevahir couldn't understand how Serein managed to convince these humans with that faux story of him being one of them but with a higher status. All that he knows is that he somehow ended up in a fitting room and measured by humans for an expensive outfit that he’s not even sure what to make of once he’s done with this silly act.“Don’t worry, young master. These people... Are somewhat decent with their work, or so I’ve heard. They’ll be able to restore your glory up to half at least.”Cevahir could only stare with a blank face.Serein was purposely belittling the shop in front of the manager himself and abusing the fact that not even merchants can speak freely or voice their protests about nobles.It sure sparks some sense of challenge into these people’s minds, though, instead of feeling wrong and humiliated.“No need to worry, sire. We can do more than tha

The conversation halted, sensitive topics involving not only three draconic members but also possibly another race, shunned into extinction—the sirens—prompted Cevahir to wisely stop their discussion and suggest a more private location than a restaurant. Serein readily agreed, leading them to enjoy their lunch in peace. They also remembered to pack some food for the inn where Cherry, Gil, and Pam should be waiting. After all, now that they've been together for a while, Serein couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility for the well-being of her companions. She hoped that by doing this, she was fostering a growing bond among the unconventional group, enough for them to feel guilty if anything were to happen to her… later on.Deciding to forgo any further distractions, the trio agreed to head straight to the inn. However, Serein couldn't help but notice how her ‘young master’ and the invisible angel on her shoulder were acting adorably as they curiously looked around. It seems lik

After discussing for almost an hour on their own, by the end of the day, they agreed to leave first thing in the morning.“Let’s not give time for authorities to catch up on what’s happening,” Cherry suggested, casting a halfhearted glare at Serein, who returned her gaze with the demeanor of a comedian. Cherry sighed, realizing there was no point in arguing with her, especially when Serein shrugged off her displeasure.Well, at least they reached a conclusion on when they should leave. They agreed to depart the very next day, even before the sun shyly rose from the horizon. The decision provided them with a sense of urgency, amplifying the tension in their preparations as they readied themselves for their journey.Which brings them to this moment.—Done with their preparation and getting dressed appropriately, with Cevahir posing like a nobleman in the storyline that Serein has formed around the half-dragon in disguise while the rest of them dress like servants or knights to serve the

They tried. They really did.Serein and Cherry attempted to sweeten their path to allow Cevahir to board the ship without any background check. Serein even offered three times the normal payment just so he could somehow board alongside them.However, despite putting forth their best efforts and trying various strategies, none of their attempts yielded positive results.What they were checking, especially the fact that none of the native folks would flee the territory, seemed to be a concern. Even though they were discussing private ship businesses, it appeared that they too didn’t want to provoke the higher-ups in this place.All of their requests were turned down or flat-out dismissed. Serein and company even considered faking his ID with magic to fulfill their scheme. However, Cevahir reminded these humans that they would be in a trickier situation once they were exposed due to the magic detector used at the checking station.“They have a magic detector?”Serein expressed her baffle

— shaaaaaaa..As the breeze filled the silence, Serein literally erased the existence of other people and the possibility of any other passengers or even pirates alike walking in on them as she focused on the man who carried the two Wyrms.'Damn it…'She should have known that this was bound to happen at one point or another. Honestly, she should have been more surprised that it hadn't happened the moment they set foot on the ship or something. Of course, stumbling over undiscovered strong characters is a main character superpower… Isn't it always that way?'I shouldn't be so shocked.'Therefore, she keeps telling herself that she’s just not prepared enough because she’s more focused on trying to stay alive from her own possible demise."Ah, it's nice to see you again, miss. We've met before, at the weaponry shop. Do you remember?"The teen smiled similarly to when she found him. Or, well, when he found her, since that punk was the one to tap her shoulder first, mistakenly thinking he