Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?

Inside Lance's house.

The girl was no longer crying her heart out like she had in the marketplace earlier.

Being carried away at full speed seemed to have completely vented all the grievances she had accumulated during this period.

She was now sitting beside a wooden table, holding a sizzling meat pie in both hands.

Although it was extremely hot and kept making her gasp, “Hiss—ha, hiss—ha,” she still stuffed both cheeks full as she desperately devoured it.

The poor kid had clearly been starving.

Through their brief conversation earlier, Lance had already learned that the girl's name was Elvira.

He had even discovered that she was the Pure White Knight whose reputation had recently risen alongside his own.

Elvira said that her family had specifically arranged for her to participate in the trial.

Tears still lingered in her eyes, but her eating never slowed for even a moment.