Betrayed, I Met The Demon Lord

Chapter 47 - Work

'Why is Sir Hicks talking to the brat of that pathetic bastard like that?' Garry thought, raising his brow in silence and trying not to attract attention to himself.

"Ah," Sir Hicks called, turning to Garry. "I'm sorry for keeping this a secret... His father actually saved my life a long time ago, and this young man's father wanted it to be kept a secret," Sir Hicks explained, then turned to Van. "Well, it's been so long, so I hope your father will forgive an old man for going back on his promise?"

"He will, it's alright," Van replied flatly.

'I mean, we're sticking to the 'my father' narrative, so no harm's done...'

"Excellent. Well, my subordinate and I have to take our leave. We hope you have a fantastic day," Hicks declared before taking Garry and leaving.

'Well, Miss Veil seems comfortable with that guy, so I guess it's alright... I hope he didn't use some trick on her,' Garry thought, glancing momentarily at Van after they left the guild area.

"You know this guard, Van?" Marcilla asked.

"Oh, yeah. The night I killed Arutol, I made him swear not to tell anyone I did it... Thought my Untrusted Passive would prove problematic if he told anyone about it," Van shrugged.

"...Makes sense, I think," Marcilla replied, her eyes narrowing momentarily.

"Well, I have to take care of some errands. I'll see you later, Van!" Amoria called as she turned and walked away from the guild, leaving Van in the company of Marcilla.

"Hey, Marcy," Van muttered.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Now that we're alone... Give me a high-rank, well-paying quest. I need to earn some money. I kinda got off on the wrong foot with her kid, so it'd be awkward staying in the same house."

"Huh...?" Marcy raised an eyebrow in confusion. "You want... out... of Amoria's place? Seriously?" she asked, skeptical.

"Is it weird that I do?" Van asked, leaning on the counter.

"Well, yeah... It's Amoria, you know!" she said. "Since it's you... I figured you'd really want to stay there and all..." she awkwardly argued.

"...Do I really give off the vibe of someone that desperate?" Van asked.

"Look... It's not a matter of being desperate, it's just... I think she likes you being there, that's all. It doesn't have to be about desperation. If you like being near her, then just do whatever you want," Marcy argued.

"I'll think about it. Now, the quest?" Van insisted.

"Haaah... Fine. I'll save you an A+ ranked quest when I get one, should be sometime by the end of the day... I heard something was brewing in the South." She relented, "But since Amoria's gone, there's no one here for her. Help me out with storage sorting until then?" Marcy asked.

"Alright. I did promise her I'd help out here."

'Normally, Marcy would be less lenient and rougher with everyone else. She would demand my help, or else... I suppose people change after 16 years,' Van thought, his eyebrow slightly raised as he glanced at her.

"I'll introduce you to my daughter," Marcy said as she signaled him to follow along.

Van then noticed Liz and that kid from last night, Michael, arranging tables happily together in the corner of his eye.

'Well, it's her choice. If she really wants to entertain that kid, she's free to do it. I have other things to worry about anyway,' Van thought with a shrug as he followed Marcy to the guild's storage area.