Just then, a "slap" sound caught the attention of the four people.
A fair, slender hand had slapped down onto their table, a white tooth tied around the wrist.
The four followed the arm up and found a hooded figure standing beside them, their expression solemn.
At that moment, her silver hair cascaded down. Meeting those silver pupils, the group felt their hearts tighten, and one of them couldn't help but gulp.
Despite having a very pleasing appearance, she looked ice-cold, and her aura completely overwhelmed them.
The man with the full beard was the first to react. He looked her up and down, quickly hiding his disdain and putting on a friendly smile.
"May I ask... uh, Miss, is there something you need from us?"
The hooded girl glanced at him and then spoke.
"Take me to find Frey."
Hearing this, they looked at each other, seeing a hint of surprise in one another's eyes.
To look for Frey at this point in time, the purpose was self-evident.
The bearded man spoke up to advise her.
"Little girl, let me give you a piece of advice: stay put. Don't come out adventuring; your family will..."
It couldn't be helped; the girl in front of them looked no taller than 165 centimeters. With her thin frame and hooded attire, it was easy to imagine a story of a rich young lady sneaking out for an adventure.
As for how they knew she was a rich young lady? It could be seen from her aura and her clean appearance.
However, before he could finish, the silver-haired girl withdrew her hand, revealing a silver coin she had pressed onto the table.
Seeing the shiny object, their eyes widened as they looked at the hooded girl in disbelief.
Are you for real, man? Such a generous hand? This single coin was worth half a month's earnings for the four of them.
An indifferent voice reached them, catching their attention.
"How about now?"
..."Frey! You haven't left yet, have you? A little fellow is looking for you!"
Outside a wooden house in a slum area, the group shouted toward the inside. The burly, bearded man walked to the wooden door and began to pound on it.
Bang, bang, bang—
The girl shrouded in the hood frowned in dissatisfaction.
"Hey."
The group turned around, confusion in their eyes.
They heard her continue.
"Keep it down and be a bit more polite. Don't be so rude; we're not here to demand an explanation."
Hearing this, they laughed sheepishly, thinking how high-maintenance this person was.
But on the surface, they quieted down considerably.
Just then, with a "creak," the wooden door opened.
A face showing the wear and tear of time poked out, the dissatisfaction and annoyance on it self-evident.
"Scram!"
After cursing, he prepared to close the door, but the bearded man was quick, jamming his foot into the doorway to stop the door from closing.
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