When Lann rode Bopai back to Auridon, the villagers were not as anxious as he had imagined, nor did they suspect he had quit halfway.
He had built trust with the people here, and after solving the case of Meretelli being desecrated by the cannibals, he indeed gained a good reputation in Velen.
The fact that Fergus could be frank with him during the second meeting was the effect of such a reputation.
Bad people might live recklessly, but good people can gain many good friends.
Lann's goal was to be a good person in this world.
Seeing the villagers' smiling faces as he returned, he felt he was indeed on the path to his goal.
"Yes, sir, you're on the right path, but I still advise you, don't sing while riding..."
Before the intelligent voice in his mind could finish, it was silenced by the owner of the brain.
"Hey, Old Allen. I'm back."
Getting off Bopai, Lann greeted the village elder at the entrance.
"Haha, the hero who protects the Goddess has returned!"