He could hear a light laughter coming from over the phone as she answered.
The call with Orc Seechwi was a bit awkward.
That was her race in Royal Road. So of course, her voice there was not something common. Just like an Orc, she’d chwiichwii, along with a stale and groggy voice.
Because of that, Jeong Ilhun mistook that as her original voice; but still, he did not realize the truth.
‘The voice on the phone seems to be in pretty form. Maybe just like me, she ate a few raw eggs.’
However, having received his first call from her, Joeng Ilhun was already happy with that fact alone.
Five minutes of talk!
Even though he could easily hold the heavy metal sword with just one hand; he held the receiver with both.
This was the most intense of time ever in Joeng’s life.
His calls always simply to the point; even when he spoke to his apprentices, it never once passed the seventh syllable mark.
Come.
Let’s go!
Keep it up.
Get them!
Seal the door shut.
Let’s eat.
He primarily spoke in short and concise answers; and this was the most interesting time he ever had on the phone. Though just the talk was about the little stories in Royal Road, what they had for breakfast, and a bit of catching up to some extent, he was happy.
‘Free 300 minutes. I can see why they gave out this service.’
Now the call must end.
Hearing her sweet voice was good, but now his heart filled of delight made it hard for him to continue the call.
The lack of topic was another issue.
‘Talked about the weather, abusing politicians, military stories, even talks about soccer; I’ve ran out of things to talk to her.’
He finished all the conversation prepared to talk with a girlfriend already, he figured he should end it neatly and take a rain check for another day. Knowing that he could share a conversation with her at any time, there was no need to be impatient.
“To have shared the dialogue with you, it was an honor, miss Seechwi!”
-No, it was good to hear Ilhun ssi’s voice for me too.
“Phone call is good but it’d be nice if we can meet directly.”
Without much forethought, Jeong Ilhun spoke clearly unconsciously.
She readily agreed.
-Well, shall we?
“Yes?”