“Hello everyone! I am a Priest from the Holy Church, Letia!”
The scene before his eyes flickered, and the perspective shifted to the living room of the Dawnblade.
A girl standing only 145 centimeters tall stood beside Red, speaking with a giggling, carefree tone.
“I am not very good at frontal combat, but I can provide buffs and recovery from the back. Please take care of me!”
“Oh!”
Bethany clapped her hands with a bit of joy.
However, seeing that the addition of a new member did not make Liz’s furrowed brows relax, she awkwardly withdrew her hands.
“I am Bethany.”
“Jessica, Great Archmage.”
“Liz.”
Since they had at least introduced themselves, Red spoke to the group.
“I will leave the task of familiarizing the newcomer to you all. I need to get back to work…”
After speaking, Red turned and dived back into the study without looking back, burying his head in hard labor once again.
Because he was so busy that day and night blurred together, he seemed to have long forgotten the passage of time, simply working away…
Continuing to work.
Until a playful voice rang out in his ear.
“Hagu?”
“Who is it?”
Red raised his head.
Only then did he notice that the Priest had approached him at some unknown time.
He considered his own alertness to be decent, but he had never expected someone to sneak up on him so stealthily.
“Want a glass of water?”
“Thank you.”
Seeing the other party hand over a glass of water, Red realized his throat was so dry it felt like it was smoking.
He instinctively took it and took a large gulp.
Then… it felt as if he had bitten into a lemon.
The extreme sourness instantly stimulated his taste buds, causing his entire face to scrunch up.
“Pfft!”
It is so damn sour!!
“Hahahaha!!”
The Priest was laughing so hard she couldn’t close her mouth.
“This is lemonade. It would be strange if it wasn’t sour, right?”
Before Red could get angry, the Priest continued.
“But looking at your haggard appearance, you really should supplement some vitamins.”
Hearing this, Red took another sip.
Although it was still a bit sour, if he drank it in small sips… the taste was actually quite good.
“Do you need something?”
“Hmm?”
The Priest leaned in, looking up at Red from below with those big, watery eyes.
“My name is Letia. I know the others’ names, but what about yours?”
“Ah… Red. That is my name.”
“Red, huh?”
The expression on Letia’s face became a bit fidgety, and she spoke with a hint of embarrassment.
“This… well… can I get a month’s salary in advance? I’m out of money.”
Although he was speechless, Red reached into his pocket and pulled out 3,000 Luen Coins to hand over.
“Thank you, Owner! You are so generous! Many thanks, many thanks. I love you the most, Owner~”
Red realized that at this time, he was a cold, emotionless clockwork machine.
No wonder the others said his changes were so drastic.
Looking at it now from a third-party perspective, his past self in Dawnblade truly acted like a robot; the gap between then and now was massive.
Simultaneously, the dream began to converge, and his consciousness gradually returned.
When Red opened his eyes again, it was already noon the next day.
Having experienced two days of high-intensity work, this sleep had lasted nearly 14 hours.
Even while lying under the covers, he could still smell a faint aroma of meat.
Is someone cooking in the kitchen?
Red got up and walked out of the bedroom, heading toward the kitchen in the living room.
Then he saw a girl with her hair tied in a neat ponytail frying cutlets in the kitchen.
The fragrance he smelled in the room was wafting from here.
“Oh?”
Letia saw Red behind her and spoke unhurriedly.
“You’re awake? Wait a little longer, it will be ready to eat soon. Oh right, don’t forget to grab the utensils.”
Looking at the girl’s busy back, Red felt a warmth in his heart.
“I thought you would sleep until 12:00 PM too.”
Red couldn’t help but speak.
“Usually you can’t get up at this hour. Why so early today?”
To this, Letia admitted quite honestly.
“I dreamed about the first time I met you, so after I woke up, I didn’t feel like sleeping anymore.”
“The first time… you mean when I was recruiting at the Guild and found you?”
Red fell silent.
It seemed they had both dreamed of the past.
“Yeah,” Letia nodded.
“Back then, I had been looking for an Adventurer Team in the Guild for nearly a week without finding a suitable one.”
“It was either the kind that wanted to get handsy with me—who I ended up burying in the dirt—or the kind that thought my strength was insufficient.”
“So when I heard the Hero Party Dawnblade was willing to invite me, I was quite shocked and surprised.”
Compared to Red, Letia’s dreams were more realistic and profound due to the effects of her Observation Ability.
Back then, Letia was so hungry she was actually considering finding a few random alleys to… rob some thugs who tried to touch her.
After all, as a Battle Priest of the Holy Tribunal, combat was her primary focus while being a Priest was secondary.
Consequently, her healing skills were quite low-level, even inferior to some apprentice Priests.
It was actually very strange that anyone wanted her.
Being pulled into Dawnblade by Red at that time allowed her to live a life where she could fill her stomach.
It was impossible for Letia to be heartless enough not to feel a shred of gratitude.
Perhaps it was from that moment that Letia chose to actively approach Red.
As the saying goes, a drop of kindness should be repaid with a gushing spring~
“Your strength was insufficient?”
Red’s lips twitched.
He recalled the situation back then.
On his way to the Adventurer’s Guild, he had heard a strange commotion.
Turning his head, he saw a group of Adventurers surrounding a girl who looked less than 1.5 meters tall, looking quite malicious.
Before he could even step in, this girl had planted all of them into the ground.
Those guys were veterans from the dozens of floors; how could that be called ‘insufficient strength’?
“Aside from your healing output being lacking, I really couldn’t see where your strength was insufficient.”
Red couldn’t help but complain.
Hearing this, Letia’s lips also twitched.
“Then why did you pull me into the team back then?”
“Maybe I was blind.”
“Go to hell.”
Letia crossly gave Red the middle finger.
While cursing him, she brought out all the prepared lunch.
“Eat first. If you keep failing to eat on time, you’ll easily get stomach problems.”
“Are you my mother?”
Red looked at her, somewhat speechless, but Letia put on an embarrassed act.
“That’s right~ My good son, how sensible.”
“Are you freaking serious?”