"What a marketplace! Kid, are you missing a screw in your head to believe this!"
Rogel's face darkened as he slapped Blade Wind on the back of his head.
"Don't cause trouble, I'm serious."
Rogel warned Uvie Muzhe with a hint of irritation.
Blade Wind realized only then that the big shot beside him was joking with him. Relieved, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
These two gods didn't appear as he imagined...
"Alright, enough nonsense." Rogel gathered himself, and calmly said, "Blade Wind, I don't need your life, but I need you to spread the faith of the Master of the Black Tide."
"Yes!"
Blade Wind agreed without hesitation, not even wondering how Rogel knew his name.
Seeing this, Rogel sighed. This kid definitely had loyalty, but seemed like he was missing a screw...
You should at least ask for the details...
Still, it was enough. Loyalty was the key.
