I Became a Ruined Character in a Dark Fantasy

Sanford, who had frozen for a moment, slowly raised his head. "Ha, haha... The Agent of the Saint’s schedule shouldn’t be held up because of people like us."

That familiar, sly yet servile smile spread across his face. "If that were to happen, I truly wouldn’t be able to hold my head high!"

You’re holding it up just fine now.

Just as Ian was about to snort, Sanford quickly added, "If you ever need to smuggle yourself again, please come find me. I’ll escort you free of charge."

The words were nothing but an empty promise. Sanford was half a drifter to begin with. Meeting him again wouldn’t be easy.

Still, Ian gave a nod. "I’ll remember that."

There was always the chance he’d need to set foot in the archipelago again. And he already had an idea of how to track down this one-eyed gambling addict.

"If you value your life, you’d best keep your head down here. At least until word comes that the chaos in the central region has settled."

Sanford’s brow furrowed slightly as he said, "Chaos in the central region?"

"Something like that."

"Is something happening?"

A warning from Ian was not something to be brushed aside. He had returned from beyond the Black Wall, after all.