Glen quickly withdrew his gaze and stared at his toes.
The Duke, whose expression was somewhat cold, directly took off his crimson cloak and draped it over Ellie Miller's head.
Then he led her all the way into the president's office of the Adventurers' Guild.
Upon entering, Ellie immediately grabbed the cloak and pulled it to the Duke's chest, "How disreputable do I look?"
The scent beneath her nose was all of the man's cool fragrance, her alabaster earlobes turned bright red.
The Duke caught his cloak and casually placed it on a coat rack, slowly saying, "No, you look too good."
Ellie Miller: "???" Did people speak like this?
Glen followed in and managed his eyeballs well, absolutely refusing to look in Ellie Miller's direction.
"Previously, Balk released a task under the name Kostanyn."
"I came by to see if there was any news about the task."
Glen's eyes glistened with surprise, then quickly exclaimed, "Oh! There is!"
