When I got back to the inn near the Leaky Tavern, I immediately sent a message to Ophelia through the magical communication projector.Â
The device flickered to life, displaying bright letters:
[Julian: Alive. Recovered all shipments.]
Her reply came almost instantly.
[Ophelia: đź‘Ť Good job! Please listen next time!]
I sighed at her casual dismissal. So typical.Â
At least I was alive, and it was my fault after all. I didn't really have the right to argue back this time.
Just as I thought she'd forgotten about me, another message popped up.
[Ophelia: You're relieved of all your missions this coming month. Return to the main house ASAP.]
A rush of surprise caught me off guard. Relieved of all my missions?
She never let me off that easily.
I quickly typed back an [Ok.] then collapsed onto the bed, exhaustion finally taking hold.
…
The next morning found me at the Leaky Tavern, ordering a chicken risotto at the bar.Â