65 The War Room Pt. 2 (1/2)

A shudder runs down my spine at the notification. There was something eerie about it!

”Governor,” Theodora kneels the moment she sets foot into the room. The three people on the couch look towards her. They are not startled by her sudden movement. If anything, it seems like they have a look of pity on their faces.

The woman on the couch looks over, and I'm finally able to see her face. She's beautiful with skin that's a slightly flushed pink. Her eyes are droopy at the edges and are a warm orange. They made me feel like I was looking at the sunset.

The drunkard looks at Theodora quickly and then looks away. It seems that he did not care for much apart from the bottle in his hands.

”Daughter. I want a report of what you have encountered!” The stern faced man spoke. Looking at him, I found that he was indeed imposing. It felt like all the air had been sucked from my lungs.

He radiated a feeling of dominance. Above his head, I found his name and level.

[Governor Yor]

[Level: 75 (-20)]

That was interesting, he had a negative by his level. Did that mean that he was actually at level fifty-five instead of seventy-five? Could this be some sort of injury or curse?

That was fishy, he was quite strong. I understood, why he was the Governor of the town with a level like that. It was probably hard-pressed to find someone stronger than him in this town.

I quickly turn my attention to the other three in the room and focus on them. Soon enough, I'm able to see the same bar above their heads as I could with Theodora. Shall we have a peek?

I'll start with the military man.

[General Devos]

[Level: 59]

Another high leveled NPC!

Turning to look at the lady with the enchanting orange eyes.

[Lady Lowell]

[Level: 63]

What the hell? These are some broken numbers that I'm coming across for NPC. With these two they shouldn't fair that bad, if the Goblins invade.

Next, was the man with the bottle in his hand.

[Guild Master: ???]

[Level: ???]

”Pfft,” I can't help myself and let a sound escape my mouth.

Just what sort of fucking hack was that?!

All of a sudden, I felt everyone's attention turn towards me. Oh, shit!

”Daughter, who is this child behind you?” Governor Yor asks.

I felt a cold sweat break out on the back of my neck. I couldn't have kept my mouth shut and just blended into the background, could I?

”Governor, I was just getting to that. When we had been corner by the goblins and this young miss came and saved us. She completely wiped out the whole of the mage unit and healers. Then she prodded to slay the remaining goblins.

I've sought to enlist her services as an adventurer. To help with the threat to the city, she slew the goblins as if it was simple. She would be a great asset to us,” Theodora explains. She raises a fist to her chest. Then she quickly bends her waist and gives a perfect ninety-degree angle bow.

[Inspection has been used on you!]

[You've resisted inspection]

Ah, damn!

”You child you are not human, are you?”

The woman from the couch asks as she places down the tea in her hand onto the tabletop. Her burning orange eyes are fierce as they look at me. Wasn't she a bit scary?

”Lowell! What are you on about, she's obviously a child!” This time it was the military man that spoke.

”Ah, Devos, I see that your eyes are as useless as always. Sometimes, I wonder if they are mere decorations in your head,” Lowell replies back rather coldly.

I felt my impression of her shatter. She was a bitch… wasn't she?

”You've still got that tongue that as spiteful as a snake,” Devos retorts at her taunts.

That right! Fight between yourselves and leave me alone. I have no desire to get in between this pissing contest.

At that same instant a bottle flew with almost incompressible speed towards my head. Raising a hand, I snatched the bottle out of the air before it could hit me.

Heavy!

It was so damn heavy, the bottle that I'd caught felt like it was going to rip my arm off. The force of the impact made me grit my teeth and plant my feet firmly into the ground.

Looking down, I found that it was the bottle that had been in that sloth-like drunk's hands not moments ago. What absurd strength did he have to throw this towards me?

[The enigmatic Guild Master has a favorable feeling towards you! Affection at 5%.]

Was that so?

This must have been a byproduct of being able to catch the bottle that he had hurled towards me. It seems that everything that I did, no matter how small. Had an impact on something within this trial. I wonder if his feelings would have been favorable if I had sidestepped the bottle.

I wonder, if I should speak up and answer the question.