"…Do you two really have to leave?"
Standing outside the guild's Teleportation Hall, Julian looked at both Valyr and Ataraxia with a forlorn expression, making it seem as if the current situation was that between of a father and his children separating.
"I have to head to the empire sooner or later, no?" asked Valyr in response, a slightly dumbfounded look adorning his face. "In case you've forgotten, I've already gone past the deadline to head to the empire by over two months."
"I know," said the man, letting out a sigh. "But…"
"But… what?" Valyr glanced back at him, reading between the lines of Julian's forlorn expression.
Eventually, an idea of why the man was trying to make him change his mind had begun to form in his mind. "Don't tell me… you don't want me to leave so I can finish more of the guild's quotas?"
Hearing that, Julian immediately declined the thought without hesitation. "What?! No! How could I do such a thing?!"
