She wanted to return to the location of the Lavias cave sculptures in her memories, but if she did that it would be even harder to meet Weed.
It was when Dain was looking around the square.
“Excuse me.”
She looked back at the voice that had called out to her.
Short and slim, it was a lady with eyes that looked extremely virtuous. From the white robe she was dressed in, she must have the profession of a Cleric or a Priest.
“Did you call me?”
“Yes
“What can I help you with?”
“Oh, I’m sorry for asking this after just meeting you… You’re the Shaman known as Dain, right?”
“That’s right.”
“Whew! I finally found you. My name is Irene.”
Starting the conversation had made Irene feel awkward and very uncomfortable, but she could not hide the joyous expression when she found Dain.
“My party is trying to do a quest right now. But it’s far away, and we thought it’d be good to have someone with a lot of adventuring magic, so we’ve been trying to recruit a Shaman.”
The name of the quest that Pale had discovered was, ‘The Secret of Manufacturing Ancient Breastplate.’
It was said that the book recording the method of manufacture was buried somewhere in the North, so they wanted recruit an Adventurer and a Shaman, and leave. Then they heard that the famous Shaman named Dain had returned just then and had found her.
Irene explained again with a nervous look.
“The difficulty is C. If you don’t mind, would you like to adventure with us?”
Dain slowly studied Irene’s face.
‘She looks like a nice person. She also seems to be around my age…’
But she was unwilling to leave on a quest. She was in the position of waiting for someone.
She couldn’t always just wait for Weed to return to Morata, but since she had just come after completing an adventure, she wanted to take a rest for now.
“I’m sorry. Right now I’m going to rest…”
Just as Dain was saying this, a lady wearing a fancy dress embedded with jewels walked toward them from the direction of a store.
Every time she lightly stepped forward, she was followed by the eyes of the users in the square. Simply watching her walk could deliver the feelings of vigor and pleasure.
‘She’s a Dancer.’
However, the only professions that could go on adventures or hunt while wearing dresses were Minstrels and Dancers. She also wore bracelets, necklaces, earrings, and short heels that were comfortable to dance in.
Since she wasn’t holding an instrument, Dain concluded that she was a Dancer.
“Hwaryeong-unni, where were you?”
“I was eating at a restaurant. But who’s this?”
“This is Dain-nim. She’s a famous Shaman…”
“Ah, that person!”
Hwaryeong looked at Dain’s face as if she was seeing it anew.
Since she was a Shaman with black, jewel-like skin, she was extremely distinctive.
“Did you ask if she was going to come with us for the request?”
“Yes. But unfortunately it doesn’t seem like she’ll be able to do it with us.”
Dain, who had been standing by and listening to Hwaryeong and Irene’s conversation, suddenly interrupted.
“Hey there, I’ve changed my mind.”
“What?”
“The adventure you were talking about just now, I’d also like to do it together.”
“Really? That’s great! Thank you.”
“Yes. Thanks for having me.”
Dain accepted Irene’s offer.
The Statue of the Goddess Freya that Morata’s Lord Weed had sculpted!
It was because the statue’s face and Hwaryeong’s were miraculously similar.