"——Sir, please come in!!"
"Don't worry, sir, we'll take good care of your carriage!"
"I swear in the name of the Ancestor Snake's Scale, not a single item will go missing!"
The serpentfolk guards watching over the temple, exhibiting an unusually respectful and almost fawning attitude, greatly shocked Anar.
... Are these serpentfolk???
Are these the same serpentfolk that always keep a deadpan face, with a cold, hard, and unfriendly demeanor?
At this moment, Anar felt like she was dreaming.
She was originally very resistant to bringing Aiwass and his party to the Serpentfolk Temple.
It felt like encountering an incognito big shot who insists on visiting your home — while you coincidentally have an impolite, indiscreet family member clearly disgruntled with the big shot.
In such situations, one would be terribly afraid of something going wrong. It's a dilemma whether to bring them or not...
But upon arrival — surprise, they turned out to be acquaintances.
