Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?

Now that Lance was going to move in—

The huge problem hidden upstairs in the attic definitely could no longer remain concealed.

“Just find somewhere to sit first.”

Ryan sighed, leaned on his cane as he stood up, then turned toward the second-floor attic and loudly called out:

“Ayla, come down for a moment.”

Accompanied by a series of somewhat unwilling heavy footsteps—

A tall silhouette slowly emerged from the dark corner of the staircase.

Lance subconsciously raised his head.

His gaze was instantly attracted by the appearance of the newcomer.