Kapitel 115: Charisma

"Isn't it too rash to go to the Silver Eagle Duchy in such a hurry?" Vela asked Angora after she relayed the message to Miller that they were going to set out the next day.

By the way, the messenger was so happy about Angora's choice that he immediately started dancing the weird dance he learned from the players—It seemed that the power of assimilation was in one way the greatest strength of the players.

"The sowing festival is still quite a while away, and from the looks of it, winter is going to continue for another twenty or thirty days…" Vela asked in confusion, "Wouldn't it be too much of a rush to do it tomorrow? Are you really planning to stay there for such a long time just because you miss your family?"

"Of course not, I had already become sick of that restrictive life that won't even allow for the slightest bit of freedom." Angora smiled and replied, crossing his arms over his chest. "What I want, is exactly to give the image that we're in a rush."