No, why are those two suddenly here?!!
Was Meister not the last person resembling a character from the game to appear?!
I reflexively covered my mouth at the completely unexpected sight.
Since I’d pulled away the hand that had been stroking Frederick’s mane to cover my mouth, Frederick bumped me in confusion.
Only then did my hand fall away.
“More than half the bastards who confessed to you turned out to be Demon Worshippers! And you still let yourself fall for other people?”
“They were the ones who were bad! Half of them were ordinary people!”
“And those ordinary people rejected your confessions. Idiot, give it up already. There’s no such thing as ‘destined love’ in this land.”
“Ghhhhh.”
Whether I was bewildered or not, the Archer and Fighter—though whether those were actually their jobs here was another question—kept walking steadily toward the Temple.
“If you seriously want to get married, you’d be better off leaving here and heading farther back—”
Then the Fighter’s gaze met mine.
Strong.
The shock of seeing someone resembling the game character vanished in an instant, and wariness appeared simultaneously in both our eyes.
Neither of us bore the other the slightest ill will.
It was simply caution born from recognizing that the other was strong.
“My apologies, Sir Job. I’m late, aren’t I?”
At that moment, Daniel came hurrying out from inside the Temple.
“Pleased to meet you, Brother.”
A gentle-looking man with brown hair and brown eyes accompanied him.
Judging from the steel plates layered over his cloth clothing, he seemed to belong…