Had I said something wrong?
Gou Dan gazed at the suddenly chilly atmosphere around her and thought, somewhat blankly.
"Have you had enough fun?"
A cold voice rang out. Everyone's expressions changed at once, and they immediately straightened up. Even the most dissolute-looking Blue Fir youth seemed more serious.
"Lord Tia."
The group respectfully performed the Hunter Etiquette unique to Wind Walkers.
Gou Dan copied them as best she could. She really liked the Hunter Etiquette. It looked much more stylish than orthodox Elf Etiquette—both elegant and imbued with an adventurer's spirit.
"A bunch of little brats who can't put anyone at ease." Tia curled her lips and rolled her eyes at them before looking directly at the Blue Fir youth. "Pilan, how many times have I told you? You need to wear your Ranger Suit when assembling."
"Don't be so strict, my lord." Pilan once again looked lazy. "Didn't you say today was just for assigning missions? We don't have to train, so why wear that uncomfortable thing?"
Everyone around him rolled their eyes at him in unison, silently complaining: Don't you often go on missions without wearing it, too?
Although no one really agreed with him, they had known him for so long that few people bothered to say anything anymore.
Pilan was a direct descendant of Tia's mentor's family. In terms of their relationship, he was Tia's mentor's junior. In terms of talent, he was practically the best among that group of disciples.
He had entered the school last, yet his strength had grown the fastest. Now, among the mentor's students, aside from Dutton, who was about to graduate, almost no one could match him.
Many times, when the mentor assigned missions, he could complete them with his bare hands alone, without bringing any Ranger equipment. This