Hearing his name called, Noel turned his head toward the voice.
He immediately saw four familiar figures approaching—Garron, Laziel, Clara, and Marcus—the original protagonist of the story.
They were walking straight toward him.
'I didn't want to run into them so soon. What a pain in the ass. I wanted to slip by unnoticed and meet them during the next scenario… but well, nothing to be done now.'
Noel exhaled softly and greeted them.
"Hey…"
Marcus grinned.
"You don't sound too happy to see us—unlike us."
Noel replied with a faint shrug.
"Oh, don't take it the wrong way. It's a pleasant surprise… sure. What are you all doing here?"
'Have to keep appearances.'
Clara answered.
"We're heading to the Holy Capital in Elarith."
Noel gave a small nod.
"Figured as much—kind of obvious with the ship's route."
Clara frowned slightly at his blunt reply, clearly annoyed.
Marcus quickly changed the subject.
"Anyway… where are you headed, Noel?"
