Chapter 64 - 63. A Short Rest
"Hey," the one that greeted him in the lobby was nonother than the Chief Guide himself. "You went out for a bit and something happened?"
"Life is adventurous," Zein shrugged, walking nonchalantly toward the smaller guide.
On Saturday afternoon, the guild building was pretty deserted. Two strike squad was still raiding high-class dungeons in another area along with the two 5-stars Zein still hadn’t met till now, and the rest of the espers were enjoying their weekend. Even most of the civilian workers were free on the weekend, so there were only a handful of people in the guild.
"You did as I told you, right?" Abel stopped the taller guide, putting his palm against the other’s chest.
"Of course,"
The smaller guide nodded, and then, after a few seconds of silence, asked cautiously. "How is it?"
"Two dead, two almost erupt, and the rest is injured quite badly," Zein replied dryly, in a tone of a regular report. Casualties and death during missions were something he was already familiar with. In fact, he thought the small guild was lucky—a red gate and only two death. The Mobius being there quickly was such luck, preventing the outbreak just in time.
But for someone like Abel, who lived in the green zone where casualties were minimum, it was a tragedy. "That’s rough..." he looked at the pensive Zein with concern. "You’re okay?"
It felt kind of ridiculous, getting someone worried about him when he didn’t even come inside the dungeon. But the concern came from a good place, so Zein replied kindly. "I’m fine," he added lightheartedly, "Met someone hot too, so it’s not too bad,"
"Hey!" Abel slapped his upper arm lightly, with a grin plastered on his face. "Who—"
"Zein!"