Chapter 21: Seeing is Believing

It’s been a month since my sweat-inducing match with Kindred ended, and I finally felt like I was back to a normal routine.

Honestly, the fact that my encounter with them was so sudden made it feel unreal, which was also a factor.

But before they left, I promised to visit them again, and I was worried about what to do.

If I didn’t keep that promise, I thought they might take me away, saying that I dared to turn my promise with death into a scrap of paper, so I had no choice but to visit them again.

They clearly said it was the Spirit Blossom Festival held in Weh’le, so first I slowly looked into when that festival would be held.

Still, since I was participating in the festival, I also looked into the festival events in detail.

It was because I thought I should take some time to rest with Set sometimes… Of course, I never imagined I would be resting for this reason.

As a result of researching the Spirit Blossom Festival for these reasons, I learned that there were still about 5 months left until the festival was held.

Five months is a long enough time, so I thought I could prepare with a relaxed mind.

What I did after making up my mind like that was no different from my daily life so far.

I spent my days waking up in the morning and training my body, then doing delivery work, helping with farm work on weekends, and meditating before going to bed in the evening.

Of course, in between, there were also conversations with Riven or the old woman, or doing this and that with Set.

Today, like other days, I was on my way back after finishing my delivery work.

Just as I was thinking of going home, eating dinner with Set, meditating, and finishing my day, a man approached me from afar.

The man was wearing the clothes that merchants mainly wear in Ionia, and had white hair and orange eyes.

The man came up to me, paid his respects, and said.

“Greetings. I am Gobos, who runs a small trading company in this Ionia. I had to go to Piltover because of a sudden matter, but I couldn’t find a place to stay for a while. If there is nothing special going on in your home, may I stay for one night and leave? I will definitely pay for this.”

The man, who introduced himself as ‘Gobos’ and looked like he was just entering his 30s, asked me to allow him to stay for one night.

I couldn’t refuse the request of someone in trouble, so I accepted his request.

“Of course. However, I will not accept compensation. Helping someone in need is a natural thing. It’s not something I do to receive compensation.”

I don’t want or receive compensation for the good I do.

That was my principle.

Then the man showed a surprised expression and repeatedly expressed his gratitude.

I stopped him and led him into my house.

I set the table for him with the side dishes that I had prepared to eat for dinner today.

He bowed to me to express his gratitude, sat down, and picked up a spoon.

After putting it in his mouth once and chewing slowly, his eyes suddenly widened and he began to devour the rest.

Seeing him eat so deliciously, it seemed that he was quite hungry.

After Gobos finished his meal, I brought out tea made with tea leaves that I had always prepared at home for several months.

It was tea that I always drank before meditating because it made me feel calm.

He took the teacup I handed him, smelled it, and took a sip.

I thought I was good at making tea, but I didn’t know if it would suit his taste.

Putting the teacup down again, he told me his evaluation of the tea.

“You are really amazing. From the skill of setting the table to perfectly brewing tea that is difficult to bring out the flavor of these tea leaves, I can’t help but be impressed. It is really an excessive treatment for me, who runs a small trading company.”

Gobos praising me.

I thanked him and asked him a question.

“You’re welcome. By the way, are you really running a trading company?”

“Yes? What… do you mean?”

I had been guessing to some extent since I first met him.

The shape of the trained body seen through those clothes can never be seen in someone who runs a trading company.

He must be hiding his identity and passing by this area.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to tell me, but I don’t really like lying. You seem to have a story, am I wrong?”

As I added that, his expression changed.

Until now, his expression was just that of an ordinary person who could be anywhere, but the expression he was making now was that of someone carrying a huge destiny on his shoulders.

He answered my question in a dark voice.

“No. I apologize for approaching you by hiding my identity from someone who pursues the truth. In that sense, I will reveal my identity without any lies.”

For some reason, the man was radiating a feeling full of doubt about the fact that he was believing now.

But before I could sort out my questions, he continued to speak.

“I am the one who uses force for the peace of this Ionia. I am Zed, the leader of the Shadow Order, created to protect Ionia.”

Hearing those words, I felt like my eyes were darkening.

No… a master of the Wuju Style swordsmanship, then the leader of the Kinkou Order, and now the leader of the Shadow Order?

Why do only famous people from Ionia keep coming to my house?

Does my house have some kind of ley line that attracts famous people?

Why can’t I be happy!!!