I Became a Childhood Friend With the Villainous Saintess

Chapter 50: The Sinister Sword (3)

I didn’t have much of a conversation with Vester, the bear beastman.

After all, he was just a hired hand, and I wasn’t his employer.

Even a rotten mercenary is still a mercenary. As cowardly as Vester might be, he wasn’t stupid enough to spill everything he knew in a crowded place like this.

If I had tried to force it out of him, I could’ve gotten some information, but that would’ve only caused more trouble. What I did find out was that there were several other beastmen involved in this, and the one managing them was a man named Millen.

But I didn’t need to dwell on that for long.

The person I was curious about had just appeared before my eyes.

Perhaps he was on edge from searching for Isha, because as soon as he got word, he came straight over.

Millen. The bronze-skinned man shot a sharp glare at Vester.