Chapter 41: Hydra’s Lair
"No one. Only a small minority of people here can speak the same language as you kid."
The bulky man leaned onto his shield while drinking the ale in his mug. Foam fell to the ground as the liquid overflowed from his mouth.
He looked to be in his sixties and had very heavy armor on himself, the only part that was not covered was his face, which was covered by a long white beard and short hair.
Cien's teasing hit the nail on the head as Leo turned a bit red on his face out of embarrassment about expecting more.
"Well... I'm glad at least you showed up!"
Leo sprung up and went to shake the old man's hand while introducing himself and the party.
"...And here is Gloppy, he will help you on the front lines. I think its everyone."
"Akshually you fhorghot one pershon!"
Amelia fixed her glasses while angrily stomping toward him while looking into the sky. With each step closer, she got redder on the face.
She ran up to Leo and the old man rapidly and pushed their heads away from herself before she could relax.