Chapter 130: Rhodes, Do You Know How to Write a Self-Reflection?
Mira had already changed back into her usual outfit—but she kept the extra bracelet on.
As for Rhodes, life returned to normal, though he now carried a little more warmth in his heart.
Once everyone in the guild finally woke up, they began cleaning up the aftermath of the party. Tables and chairs were put back in place, the broken ones got patched up, and soon everything was as it should be—some people headed home, others took on jobs, and a few just hung around to chat.
Makarov watched as the younger members crowded around the job request board after helping clean up. He felt proud, yet slightly worried at the same time.
After a bit of internal debate, he called out tentatively, "Rhodes."
"What is it, Master?" Rhodes was gently trying to coax Mira into heading to the lounge to rest. She insisted she hadn't stayed up too late, but the sleep-deprivation written all over her face said otherwise.
"Have you considered teaming up with someone else?" Makarov glanced toward the job board. "Maybe, with Alzack, for instance?"
Rhodes immediately saw through the old man's ploy—it was way too obvious.
"Master, I just got back. Let me rest for a few days first," he replied with a knowing smirk.
"Right, right." Makarov gave a sheepish chuckle and sighed in mild defeat.
Rhodes raised a brow. "Why the sudden concern? Alzack's usually pretty steady, isn't he? Doesn't cause much trouble."