Chapter 154: No Money Left

After Litt left Otto’s house, she started walking towards her own home.

However, she seemed to be deep in thought, her face full of seriousness and confusion.

After visiting Otto, she was left with a certain feeling.

It was as if he said everything, yet also said nothing at all.

But there was one thing she could be sure of, absolutely certain—

And that was Otto definitely wanted to scheme against Red in some way.

Considering what she had found out before about those mages under mind control, it wasn’t impossible that Otto also intended

to put Red under mind control.

Maybe by behavior and appearance, he seemed like an ordinary bishop, but Litt

knew—

That guy was rotten to the core.

From the analysis of the original script, the experience of the Scarlet Legion on the Second Floor Twenty-Seven absolutely had Otto

secretly fanning the flames.

In other words, from the very beginning, Otto had calculated the Scarlet Legion into his plan, and he simply

didn’t care about their lives at all.

If she hadn’t given Hera a new set of armor and triggered a chain reaction

that allowed the Scarlet Legion to escape unscathed,

otherwise, the Scarlet Legion would have already fallen apart by now, and most of them would have died

in the Second Floor Twenty-Seven.

Tsk…

The key is, she still didn’t have any evidence to prove he did those things.

Otherwise, she could have extorted a hefty sum out of him.

Thinking of this, Litt couldn’t help but sigh with regret.

“Out of money again, huh….”

Nothing to be done about it.

Ever since Red left Dawnblade, the whole adventuring party had ground to a halt.

Now, even Liz and the others had to go to the lower-level dungeons from time to time to farm materials just to get by,

let alone herself.

Had this month’s mortgage been paid yet?

Had this month’s utilities been taken care of?

Was this month’s credit card bill paid off?

All sorts of miscellaneous debts made Litt sigh again, “life is not easy.”

There was nothing she could do.

Liz and the others could still go dungeon diving for materials, but as for herself?

To say nothing of anything else, just acting out two roles was already exhausting, how could she have time

to go earn money.

Now, the only way she could get some money was the meager subsidy

from the White Church.

But what could she possibly do with that little money?

Tsk~

Litt clicked her tongue again.

“If it really comes to it, maybe I’ll just go hit up Red for the grand lottery.”

When people are pushed, they can do anything… except math problems.

“Back to life!”

Inside the Riverside Tavern, Tos drained his mug of beer in one gulp and let out a hearty shout.

“I have to say, if it weren’t for you, Mason, we might not have been able to deal with that Demon! And I have to admit, the Lord’s Room on the Second Floor Twenty-Seven gave out quite a bit.”

“Between brothers, if you can help, you help.”

Mason picked up his mug and clinked it with Tos and Brian.

“But since you didn’t take down the lord, your strength hasn’t improved by much. Are you sure you’ll be fine moving on to the Second Floor Twenty-Eight?”

The dungeon’s system was pretty free, but some parts were quite strict.

To prevent high-level adventurers from carrying lower-level ones, when entering the Lord’s Room,

there would be a check, and if any high-level adventurers were detected, the lower-level ones

wouldn’t be able to get any upgrades.

But to this, Brian just smiled and said,

“It’s fine, we’ll just fight some more monsters on the Second Floor Twenty-Eight to build ourselves up again. Staying alive is what matters most. If it hadn’t been for you guys, the Scarlet Legion would probably have been wiped out by that Demon.”

The four good brothers raised their mugs again, clinked, and drank them down in one shot.

Afterwards, Brian gave Red a hearty slap on the shoulder and laughed straightforwardly.

“But seriously, Red, don’t do anything so dangerous next time. When I heard you and Letia were drawing off the Monster Tide together, I was nearly scared pale, alright… But speaking of which, where is Letia? I wanted to thank her.”

“No idea,” Red shook his head.

“She’s a bit more free-spirited, and kind of… out of the group. To put it bluntly, she doesn’t really like our atmosphere.”

“That really is a shame.”

Brian showed a slightly regretful expression.

“She contributed a lot, too. But for some reason, everyone she heals seems to be terrified of priests from the Church now.”

“…That, I wouldn’t know.”

Red actually knew, but could only lie through his teeth.

He couldn’t exactly say that Letia didn’t use anesthetics, but rather knocked people out physically, right?

Getting hit on the head with that cross didn’t feel good.

“Whatever the case, let’s toast to our safe return this time!”

Everyone raised their mugs once more.

After a few more rounds, the topics among the men gradually loosened up.

Whether it was about women, or anything else.

And whenever it drifted to those “other things,” Red would consciously or unconsciously glance

at Mason sitting nearby.

Only after making sure this bespectacled man wasn’t taking out a notebook to jot down names, would he keep talking freely.

Not long after, the conversation circled back to women again.

That’s a men’s drinking party—just bragging about whatever comes to mind.

But since they’d brought up women, Tos couldn’t help but ask Red, “Right, Red, did you check in with Litt to let her know you were safe?”

“Of course I did.”

Red wasn’t that foolish.

As soon as he’d returned to the surface, he went home

to report his safety to Litt before heading out to drink with his good-for-nothing friends.

“She didn’t say anything?”

“As for her…”

Hearing Mason’s words, Tos was a little confused.

“Letia is nice too, but when it comes to girlfriends or wives, I like girls like Litt better—so sweet, so healing. Just imagine, after a tiring day, you come home and see her ready with a steaming hot meal, a shy smile on her lips, and then she says…”

At this point, Tos raised his voice, as if mimicking a woman, posing coquettishly as he said,

“Welcome home, dear. Do you want dinner first, a bath, or… me first?”

“Ugh!!”

Seeing Tos act like that, the other three almost spat out the beer they’d just drunk.

Red recalled the scene at that time.

When Litt saw him, she just gave him a light hug, then, with that very gentle tone, said, “Welcome home.”

After that, she hurried out, apparently because the Church needed her for something.

With a simple recollection, Red replied,

“She didn’t really say anything. Why?”

“Tsk tsk, I feel like she must’ve said something…”

Tos leaned in and sniffed.

“Your belly still smells like Litt. She definitely hugged you, right?”

“It was just a hug. What’s the big deal?”

Red picked up a few peanuts, tossed them in his mouth, and said.

“Don’t read too much into it. There’s nothing between me and Litt.”

“You need to have some confidence in yourself—what if?”

Tos kept trying to push them together, but Mason just smiled, pushed up his glasses, and said,

“Actually, I think Letia is even better.”

“Oh? How so?”