Walking up to his bag that contained his sheathed sword, Elijah wiped the remaining drops of water off his hair using his hand.
"Are you going out?"
"You scared me."
Turning his head to look at Saoirse, Elijah said with a displeased expression. Saoirse had a strange ability to always be able to sneak up on him
"I'm taking it as a yes?"
"I'm just going out to scout, that's all. Anyway, where is Kevin and Azreal?"
"I was getting there, you should stay home and sleep."
"Huh? Why?"
The bag Elijah had been holding fell over
"Azreal and Kevin said they'd go scout, they're outside already."
"All the more rea-"
"They told you to stay home."
Pulling Elijah's ear, Saoirse continued
"As a leader, wouldn't it be good to listen to your teammates' instructions?"
With a teasing expression, Saoirse tilted her head to stare at elijah who was grabbing at her hands to push her away
"Hmm.."
Pushing Saoirse away to prevent his ear from being yanked, Elijah pulled his ear back and puffed his cheeks, pouting.
"Fine."
He didn't want to go scouting with those bastards who abandoned him anyway!
Elijah stood up and walked back into his room.
Shutting the door, Elijah collapsed onto his bed, mumbling something under his breath
"Ha… bunch of bastards."
Who would believe that the two buffoons would be going out to "scout"? They're clearly going out there to have fun! It would've been better if he went out to scout
Sighing, Elijah closed his eyes to try and sleep
Even if it meant he'd just be lying there silently for a long time
****
"Do you really think he's going to sleep?"
"Probably not."
Gripping the fan Saoirse gave him in one hand, Azreal scratched his neck.
Though Azreal would like to focus on Elijah's issues, now wasn't the time.
After all,
'All their eyes are on us.'
Though the mecernaries seemed to be going about their day, drinking at broad daylight and whatnot, Azreal noticed the glances aimed at them
Was it because they had just came into this village?
"It's been getting so hot recently, don't you think?"
"Yea.. it feels like I'm getting heat stroke."
Despite also holding a fan, Kevin looked like he was melting with the amount of sweat on his forehead.
"For someone who has such a "sunny personality", youshould go to a sauna more."
With a smug expression, Azreal walked off, leaving Kevin to wonder what he meant.
"… hey! My heat tolerance is perfectly fine!"
Kevin quickly ran forwards Azreal, who had now stopped by a flower shop.
"Hey dude the store is closed."
Kevin put his hand around Azreal's shoulder, his eyes observing the shop.
The shop seemed quite ordinary, small even. It was a small stall amidst taverns, food stalls and what seemed to be an unmanned knight's station.
"You wanna buy flowers?"
"The store is closed."
"Then why are you observing it?"
"…"
Azreal observed the flowers, his gaze seemingly piercing through them
".., hey dude?"
Though he knew Azreal liked flowers, why was he observing them so intentedly!
Azreal walked closer and knocked against the stall
"Hey, is anyone inside?"
"????? It's closed dud-"
"Hi"
"AHHHHHHHHHH"
Feeling a hand in his shoulder, Kevin instinctively jumped up, his shoulder bumping into Azreal.
Azreal quickly pressed his hand against the wall and regained his balance before turning his head
"Hey! What was that-"
"Hello, my apologies for the sudden intrusion."
Just as Azreal was about to scold Kevin for suddenly shouting and pushing him, Azreal caught a glimpse of a blond man.
The pale man looked at the two with a smile.
Azreal narrowed his eyes, quickly analyzing the man's appearance as Kevin got up
The man was quite handsome, no that's not the right word… pretty? He seemed like a mix between the two, more on the pretty side.
He had a gentle smile on his face, his navy blue eyes gazing at us.
The man was dressed heavy for such a day. In a day as hot as this, people would often dress in shorts and tank tops, but the man adorned a black jacket that seemed slightly too big on him, with long, gray pants.
Was he wearing this as a fashion statement? If he was it was quite bad looking
Looking at the man's youthful face, he seemed the same age as them, if not slightly younger.
Azreal quickly let his guard down.
"Do you need something?"
Kevin, who had now gotten up and stopped being the biggest embarrassment of the century, tried his best to look cool and professional.
The blond boy simply stared at him with a smile before opening his mouth.
"Yes, do you know of a man who is of similar stature to you two? He has black hair, yellow eyes…"
Azreal's calm expression cracked slightly as he listened to the man continue to talk
"And a star shape on his waist."
Why was he describing Elijah's appearance?