After the dinner with Ailan, a relatively uneventful day passed, and by evening, the Hero's party began gathering one by one in the teleportation chamber of the Imperial Palace.

“Why are you sticking close to our porter?”

“Well, I just happened to end up standing next to him by chance.”

“If it was by chance, I don’t like it. Move away.”

“No, I’m very happy with this chance encounter.”

Lucia had found Lin behind the magic circle, pushing aside Arsil and Naidrian to do so. However, just as she was about to greet him with a bright smile, she noticed Tigrea standing at his left and growled in irritation.

“The spot next to the porter is mine.”

“Yes, which is why I’ve left the right side for you. I’m quite satisfied with the left.”

Tigrea spoke in a tone that was almost generous, leaving Lucia momentarily speechless. The mage had managed to keep her spot next to Lin while appearing to make a concession, so Lucia had no choice but to take the place Tigrea suggested.@@novelbin@@

“Hero, Saint, Archer, Mage, Porter… Hmm, someone’s missing.”

Ailan, who was checking off the Hero’s party members, paused as she looked over the list. Naidrian raised her hand, explaining meekly.

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