Wayne traversed the dense forest, reached the main road, passed through the tall, unguarded city gates, and then...
He saw Vizi.
"Adventurer, are you here to rescue the Goddess?"
Vizi, clad in black armor, her long black hair tied in a high ponytail, stood with an expressionless ice-cold face, leaning mechanically against the city wall, issuing a quest to the brave who ventured here.
The points of ridicule were too concentrated, Wayne was too lazy to complain, so he simply didn't.
He stared directly at Vizi, and after half a minute of silent confrontation, he managed to make the NPC blush.
"Of course, it's you, pretending in front of me."
Wayne, in a bad mood, extended his hand, cornering Vizi against the wall and buried his head in her neck, sniffing the fragrance of her hair: "Familiar scent, I haven't even washed off the sweat smell on me, yet you pretend to be a stranger, how unprofessional."
