It's said that the Royal Mercenary Corps was formed by the Royal Family. Hilia was unsure if it was true or not. To avoid being recognized by the people of the Royal Family, before going for sales, she disguised herself... oh no, dressed up a bit.
Soon, Hilia became a different person.
Looking at the completely unfamiliar Hilia, Elina's eyes were quirky.
Suddenly, a question popped into her mind—
Which appearance was Hilia's true face?
The one before, was it really her true self?
Hilia noticed her confusion and smiled, "Don't worry, since we left Southern Border City, what you've seen is my real appearance."
Elina couldn't help but ask, "Everyone knows we're a team now. Does changing your appearance still help?"
Hilia retorted, "How do you know what others see is the same as what you see?"
Elina: "..."
The Elf Maiden suddenly felt a bit creeped out.
"Just kidding, keeping up a disguise consumes Magic Power. I wouldn't usually do it. Anyway, let's go."
"..."
