Fathir sighed. He shifted his gaze from the remains of the battle to Xavier, who was walking toward him. The Royal Guardian's blue uniform was now tattered and stained.
"Long time no see, Xavier," Fathir greeted, his tone flat. "Don't forget to add five thousand gold coins to my payment later." Fathir glanced at the several scratches on Xavier's body. "Do you want me to heal your wounds too?"
Xavier gave a hoarse laugh as he sheathed his sword at his hip. "No need. My regeneration is pretty good at this level."
"hooh" Fathir answered simply.
"I didn't expect you to take this mission," Xavier said, looking Fathir up and down. "Are you going to be an active adventurer again?"
"I just need money man what else?," Fathir replied casually, leaning his shoulder against the stem of a giant mushroom. "After this, I'm going to spend time in Elfier with my beloved wife." He then folded his arms across his chest. "What information did you get on that man?"
