"So you've been ordered to kill him, even though you have yet to figure out what kind of halfling he truly is… isn't it?"
When Jason heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He had expected that the Primordials wanted to kill him.
But, at the bare minimum, they could have investigated what kind of halfling he was before deciding to kill him.
Or did they knew for sure that he was a Celestia halfling?
Jason didn't think so, considering that the woman, who had a subtle coat of pinkish scales with purple edges, looked at him slightly confused.
She had a huge purple stigma engraved on her chest that was nearly revealed owing to her ample bosom that spilled out of her tight clothes.
Wearing overly tight combat clothes was nothing odd, but given that she was adamant in revealing her stigma, it seemed that her entire pride was based on it.