Wellgrove Town.
A street that was far from bustling.
Still wearing the Plate Chain Composite Armor that looked a little tattered after the battle, Xia Nan walked alone down the road.
His eyes were slightly unfocused as he recalled the conversation he had just had with Vior.
Faced with his direct attack before they parted, the mysterious young woman had become incoherent, even seeming a little flustered and at a loss.
It stood in stark contrast to how she had behaved that day when confronting the red dragon named "Klaogbari," whose single breath of Dragon Breath could have wiped them all out.
Xia Nan could not help finding it absurd.
Surely he could not be more terrifying than an Adult Red Dragon?
And after that bout of helpless confusion, Vior had stumbled out an explanation for his suspicions.
Nothing special. Just a few empty answers along the lines of "coincidence," "you look a little like someone I used to know," and "I saw wrong."
Of course Xia Nan would not simply believe that.
But since she had reacted that way, she was clearly resistant to topics of this kind and unwilling to speak with him in depth.
So he could not be bothered to ask more.
After all, it had only been an offhand mention before leaving. The next time they met would be at least three years from now.
Having often stayed in the Tavern Hall and heard countless rumors from passing adventurers, he knew very well because of it.
Unless it was truly necessary and you were familiar with the other party, then in most situations, rashly prying into other people's secrets was not a good thing.
It would only drag you into unnecessary trouble.
As for why he had not invited her to form a party and