Time flew by as he matched wits and traded barbs with the young ranger.
Only when they saw it was getting late did the two of them finally have to part.
Deren had to go home as well. Although he had told his black dragon companion that he was going out to handle something, he did not really want to return too late and have to explain why.
"Deren, should I walk you back?" The young ranger still wanted to spend a little more time with Deren.
But Deren refused. "Is it really all right for you to skip work today? Don't get scolded by your second sister again."
"Fine, fine. I knew you didn't like elves, so just seeing me annoys you." The young ranger got angry and dragged up old grievances again. After saying that, she turned her head in a huff and quickly walked away.
Deren shook his head with a wry smile. The debts he owed were piling up more and more—when would he ever be able to pay them all off?
"Lord Deren, don't worry and go home. I'll ask the vice-captain to put in a good word for you." Yanis, the dessert shop proprietress, walked out and covered her mouth as she laughed.
Having just overheard such huge gossip, she was still thinking about how to make good use of it and win herself a bright future.
"All right, thank you!" Deren looked at this flamboyantly dressed Elf and felt a little uneasy. After greeting her, he immediately left.
When he returned to the street outside, the crowd suddenly grew thicker. Deren was in no mood to wander around now; he only wanted to hurry home.
He had entertained a Naaru today. Now that the matter was over, it still felt unbelievable when he