“Let’s head back for now.”
Although she didn’t know why the White Nun from the script hadn’t shown up, Letia’s objective had already been accomplished.
First impressions were crucial.
Even if Red met that White Nun later on, she wouldn’t be just another face in the crowd.
Of course, nothing came without a price—there was no such thing as a free lunch in this life.
This was just a last resort she had cooked up to survive.
Letia returned to Dawn’s Edge’s base located in Night Bright Town.
Liz and the others were inside as well, all wearing grave expressions.
The sound of the door opening drew their eyes to Letia in unison.
“Where did you just go?”
“Took a walk outside. Recruiting isn’t going well, is it?”
Letia obviously couldn’t tell them she’d gone looking for Red.
If that got out, she might be pushed out of this small group.
But, well…
Letia didn’t really care much about this group anyway.
“Red hasn’t come back.”
Liz’s mood grew increasingly irritable.
“Even if he was angry, he should have calmed down by now, right?”
“Who knows~”
Letia shrugged.
In her previous life as a man, she knew well that when a man says he’s leaving, he’s not negotiating—he’s simply notifying you, and absolutely won’t give you the chance to regret it.
From her conversation with Red just now, Letia also realized that this man was definitely not coming back.
“So, how’s recruiting going?”
Liz didn’t answer.
Instead, the single-minded Bethany replied.
“Don’t mention it. Liz went to the guild this morning, only to find out Red had already cancelled his Adventurer Certificate.”
“Oh… I see.”
Within an adventuring party, there were two ways to leave.
One was with the captain’s consent—a peaceful split among everyone.
The other was like Red’s way: directly canceling the Adventurer Certificate.
Normally, no one chose the latter, because it meant giving up the adventurer identity, having to start from zero if you wanted to continue dungeon crawling.
This showed just how resolute Red’s attitude was.
“He wasn’t like this before…”
Liz clenched her fists, the nameless frustration on her face spelling out two words: annoyed.
Seeing her like that, Bethany smiled and said, “If he leaves, it’s his loss. Besides, he canceled his certificate. We just need to find a new teammate. After a short adjustment period, Dawn’s Edge will be back to full strength.”
“Well, there’s a problem now…”
Letia picked up a piece of bread from the table and bit into it.
Hmm… this bread, hard enough to rival a Baguette, was probably made by Bethany.
“What kind of person should we be looking for?”
After tossing out the question, both Liz and Bethany fell silent.
If judged by battle roles, they should find a frontline tank.
But besides fighting, Red also handled the team’s supply procurement, logistics, and tactical analysis.
That meant they needed a cook, a Sage, and a logistics officer…
Before Liz could say anything, Letia continued.
“Not to mention combat, even just for logistics and command, to fill Red’s gap, we need a cook, a Sage, and a logistics officer responsible for procurement…”
“No way!”
Liz stood up immediately.
“Dawn’s Edge doesn’t need that many people!”
“Alright then~”
Seeing how determined Liz was, Letia shrugged and stopped pressing.
Liz had a strange quirk: she insisted on keeping the team size at six, no more, no less.
Other hero groups, even smaller ones, had two or three dozen members; bigger ones nearly a hundred, worthy of being called Hero Groups.
But Dawn’s Edge, even counting Red who had left, had only five people.
Red had tried to discuss this with Liz before, asking if they should recruit more members, but Liz’s refusal was always resolute and final—no room for argument.
Seeing the room fall silent again, Letia casually said, “Well, that is a headache. Our meals are going to be a problem.”
She took another bite of the Baguette.
Terrible…
Honestly, she found herself missing Red’s Egg Cakes.
Weren’t those way better than this Baguette?
“We’re here to clear dungeons, not to indulge ourselves!”
Liz’s face darkened; she seemed unable to tolerate anyone speaking well of Red.
Letia couldn’t stomach this armor-piercing-hard Baguette any longer, so she put it down and nodded.
“Ah, yes, Captain, you have a point.”
Still, Letia couldn’t help but glance at Liz.
For one thing, Liz was probably the one who had been cared for the most by Red in the group.
And now she had the nerve to say that?
And she wasn’t even blushing.
Maybe she didn’t realize she’d been cared for?
Or maybe she did, but took it all for granted?
Forget it.
It wasn’t worth thinking about.
Better to investigate whether that nun from the script had actually come to Night Bright Town.
“I’m heading out for a bit.”
“Wait.”
Liz called after Letia.
Letia turned back, a little puzzled.
“Captain, is there something else?”
“Red should be in Night Bright Town too… Never mind, it’s nothing.”
Huh~
Liz couldn’t bring herself to beg Red to stay, so instead she had one of his less close teammates do it?
But since Liz didn’t clarify, Letia just pretended not to understand what she meant.
Who would go out of their way to find trouble for themselves?
“Red?”
Red turned his head to see a rugged, muscular man.
No lie, Red wasn’t short—about 1.78 meters tall—but next to this big guy, he still looked a full head shorter.
This was Brian, captain of another adventurer party in Night Bright Town, and a fellow hero like Liz.
Brian’s party was strong and had already cleared the Second Floor Twenty-Seven.
Maybe seeing his team’s rapid progress was why Liz was so anxious…
“I heard what happened,” Brian said as he walked over and patted Red’s shoulder, frowning.
“You really quit Dawn’s Edge?”
“Yes.”
Red gave a bitter smile and nodded.
He just quit the team, right?
Why did Brian look at him like a heartbroken man?
“Hahaha! As a man, I won’t pry. Want to grab a drink? We all heard you canceled your Adventurer Certificate, and everyone’s worried about you.”
“Uh…”
“No need for formalities. It’s on me today!”
Before Red could refuse, Brian dragged him into the nearby Pub.