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“…About that… My master told me never to reveal his identity to anyone… Due to that, I apologize in advance, Madam!” replied Gerald as he came up with an excuse on the spot.
After all, there was no way he could tell her that he had come from another world, right? Then again, even if he did tell her, she probably wouldn’t have believed him…
“I understand… Regardless, Zianne! Lead Warrior Crawford to one of our rooms so that he can take a rest…” instructed Fayth, no longer trying to pry any further.
Hearing that, Zianne quickly nodded before leading Gerald out of the great hall…
Shortly after, the duo arrived at a small house… This was where Gerald was going to stay the night.
This was the first time a man had ever been allowed to stay the night in the abbey, so the Purplefog disciples were understandably surprised by their master’s decision. Still, they knew better than to question her, so they simply went on with their day…
After a good night’s rest, Gerald got up early to bid farewell to Zianne and Fayth. After all, he still had an important task to do, and he didn’t want to waste any more time here.
Besides, he was the sole male in an abbey full of women, and knowing that made him feel increasingly awkward the longer he stayed there.
Whatever the case was, after leaving the abbey, Gerald soon came across a town known as Heavencloud Town…
It was around then that he realized that he had one major issue. He didn’t have any local currency! All he had on him was money that could only be used on earth and a dead phone that was as functional as a brick now… How annoying!
Still, he did recall Zianne paying—for his clothes—yesterday with some blue stones…
Those holy stones were probably this realm’s form of currency. But where could he get them? Without any, he couldn’t even buy himself breakfast!
Just as Gerald was wondering how to get around this issue, the corner of his eye noticed a thin man—who seemed to be muttering every profanity in the book—getting dragged into an alley by three other men.
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