Chapter 195: Unintentional (3)
We were ready to enter the next floor. In the last stage, everyone completed their quest, so it was difficult to determine who deserved to be eliminated. However, one of my colleagues volunteered to step back from the competition.
“If you have to pick one person, let it be me.”
The person who raised her hand was the Paladin. I wondered if that was even necessary, but she shook her head.
“It’s okay. I need to go down the first floor to create the Black Paladin King anyway. I don’t feel comfortable being away from the Watchmen League for long too. And since I mentioned that... I don’t really want the Fingills to be the dominating species of the continent. It’ll be enough if they can earn a living for themselves.”
Typical of the Paladin, who donated most of the money she earned to orphanages.
The Black Witch seemed to know something more. “Hmm. Is that really the only reason?”
“What are you talking about?”
The Black Witch was as smug as a cat sitting by a sunny window. “It’s just that I too would feel lonely once you’re gone. Anyway, I’ll leave the establishment of the Black Paladin King to you. If anyone from my guild bothers you, tell them ‘The cafe run by the witch is in the semi-basement level of the alley past the three-way intersection.’ When they ask you what is on the menu, say ‘pumpkin latte without ice.’”
“Is this the Black Dragon Guild’s countersign?”
“Yes, it’s this month’s countersign. They probably haven’t updated it yet.”
“You still have unique tastes...” The Paladin looked at me with a bitter smile. “First of all, I’m sorry for leaving the team, Death King. I’ll build a good foundation for our guild to make up for it. By the time you clear the fortieth floor and come back, it’ll be ready.”