On January 3, 1350, the train carrying countless hopeful people to Backlund finally pulled into the station. Benson expertly shielded Melissa and his wallet, carried his suitcase, and followed the crowd out of the station. But at the entrance, his gaze suddenly froze slightly, because he saw several people in the distance holding up a sign bearing the words "Benson and Melissa."
Such signs were not uncommon at stations, but they were usually used to welcome relatives or friends. Benson truly could not imagine who would be waiting to welcome him and Melissa in Backlund.
After thinking for a moment, Benson exchanged a glance with Melissa. They had no intention of approaching and instead planned to go around them.
However...
"Sir, miss, are you Benson Moretti and Melissa Moretti?" A gentle voice came from beside them. The man holding the sign seemed to have recognized them at a glance.
Only when he walked over through the crowd did Benson and Melissa notice his handsome face. He wore formal attire unlike Loen fashion, with a black cat lying across his shoulder.
Although Melissa was not the sort of girl who could not walk straight upon seeing a handsome man, just as a thoroughly masculine man would not mind seeing a beautiful woman, she could not help admiring this gentleman's good looks.
"Sir, I don't believe I know you?"
Benson watched the man before him warily, carefully keeping Melissa at his side. The man folded up the sign and, wearing a gentle smile, said:
"A friend wishes to see the two of you, but he is not in a position to appear here at the moment, so he asked me to bring you to him. Please do not worry. Our destination is beside the Church of the Evernight Goddess. If you have