"Boss, we're just letting him leave?"
A bit of confusion showed on Abi's somewhat inexperienced face.
The iron-rimmed wooden shield braced in front of him was slowly lowered, while his right hand still held the One-handed Sword he had bought not long ago.
A few minutes earlier, they had faced that sharp-featured, icy-looking Black-haired Adventurer.
The situation had fallen into a stalemate.
Even the thin mist drifting through the air seemed to have frozen, making him afraid to so much as breathe too loudly.
And just as Abi thought he was about to face the first "real" fight of his short adventuring career...
The woman he called "Boss," who was also the party leader, "Adeline," had taken the initiative to lead them a few steps back.
At the same time, she had reversed her grip on the One-handed Hammer in her hand and lightly swung it twice toward the other party like a pendulum.
While signaling that their side held no hostility, she had handed the initiative over to the other side.
There was no reply.
Broad and strong, with short hair, Adeline stood at the very front of the party without moving an inch.
Her dark-brown, yellow-tinged eyes stared fixedly in the direction where Xia Nan's figure had disappeared.
It seemed she was on guard in case he was only pretending to leave, and would actually circle back to launch a surprise attack on them.
"Otherwise?" Abi only felt a teasing voice come from behind him.
"If we didn't let him leave, what else did you want to do?"
The one speaking was the last member of the three-person party.
The archer at the very rear of the group, carrying a Longbow on his back—"Old Berg."
Although his nickname carried the word "old," he was actually only in his