Chapter 87 Leader

Chapter 87 Leader

[525 GT Bonus]",

Her frown deepened, not liking the implication.

This Quest had called up everyone in a hundred kilometer radius. Of course, it was possible to just directly ignore, but then you wouldn't get any details, nor would you get the compass leading here. There was also a penalty involved for accepting and then flaking in the end, though this penalty wasn't worth your life.

"You think it's one of them?"

"I don't know. It could be a coincidence, they could have gotten the information through other means, or any number of things.

"There's definitely the possibility that there were some who ignored the Quest that could use where it pinged them as a clue for which areas to check on.

"You said it was 100 kilometers, right? That's quite a large area... but it's not impossible, given the strength of those people."

"How strong were they?"

"Level four. F-level threats. Two of them." As he spoke, he took out their equipment and placed them down. They were useless to him as well, so he might as well pass them on to Cassarae as well.

Cassarae took a breath and exhaled slowly. She took a moment to gather herself before she spoke.

"You really don't need to give me these, you know. Don't treat me like that same little girl. I have a little strength of my own, you know?"

There was a hint of irritation in her voice, but Sylas knew it wasn't really aimed at him.

"If you have a method of trading them in, do so," Sylas said. "I'm not giving them to you out of pity. I just quite literally can't use them."

Cassarae's frown returned. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Sylas held up his hands. "I can't take these off. They're bound to me. I can't unequip them, and while they're in my possession, I can wear any armor or wield any weapons."

He didn't mean to agree with her, he meant the opposite.

"Your temper is a bit of a problem—"

"Excuse me?"

"—But you have a very good feel for people. You can come off as very endearing to many. And from what I see, your spawned villagers don't have any ingrained biases as women leading, so you're in a good position.

"If you took the role of War Lord, you'd do very well. Appoint others to do administrative stuff if you don't want to deal with it and lead the people's spirit, not their minds.

"You're ranked number one right now for a reason, no?"

"How can you make such nice stuff sound so annoying at the same time?"

Sylas smiled. "Good night, Cassarae. Get some rest."

Cassarae watched Sylas walk away, huffing out a sigh.

'I guess he's right. After this upgrade, instead of a Professional, I'll try for an Administrative-type Spawn instead and hope I get something good...'

She looked at her Luck stat. Hopefully, it would come through again.

**

The center of the village was filled with hustle and bustle, but it wasn't unruly. It felt quite warm and home-like, filled with hope and expectations for the future.

After surviving such an encounter, many of the villagers were in high spirits. They looked no different from normal people, everything from their skin tone to mannerisms perfectly mirrored the people of Earth. They even spoke the same language.

The only thing that stood out was the fact they were all around the same age, somewhere between their twenties and early thirties. There were no children around, and there only seemed to be tentative relationships between the people. Although there were some who no doubt shared a bed at night, none of them were husband and wife.

Sylas took silent note of all of this, but he didn't say much. He knew that Cassarae wasn't a fool. Administrative stuff might annoy her, but she really understood people. At the same time, her education was just as good as his own. They had attended the same schools, after all.