As Veyne sat down on the empty seat, many of his guild members stood up.
A few of the girls rushed toward Catherine to support her while others surrounded him.
For a moment, they just looked at him and then at Catherine.
The first to break the silence was this bob-cut, green-haired girl. "Guild—no, Veyne, what happened to you? Are you alright?"
Another bulky guy said from the side, "Dude, why are you taking out your anger on your girlfriend? She didn't deserve any of this crap."
A third skinny guy tried to diffuse the situation. "Guys, let him speak."
But everyone just ignored him, and one after another, they all started criticizing Veyne.
He just stared at them. It had been so long; he didn't even remember most of their names.
The few he recognized by face were those he had approached for help in his last life.
