Hubble Hall often felt that his employer was a little too trusting.
She was somewhat different from the humans he had met before, with a certain beauty that had yet to be beaten out of her by society.
So much so that she was rather naive. She had trusted him at first sight and invited him to join the Silver Medal, and now, on the strength of a few scattered words, she was gradually accepting the priest's theory and beginning to question the War Hatchet mercenaries.
It reminded him of when he had left home to adventure in his youth—
As a Halfling, he always looked young, which often made people overlook the fact that he was a good father with a rebellious daughter.
Who hadn't dreamed of leaving their footprints across this continent when they were young?
Curious about everything, enthusiastic about everything.
Then came one betrayal after another. For instance, much like today, he had trusted a so-called "friend" in that damned Black Reef Port, boarded a shady ship, and finally fled into the Endless Sea under the lashes of gang-affiliated sailors. Only a few strokes of luck during his adventures had let him escape with his life and make it home alive...
Viewed that way, wasn't it perfectly normal for him to have put aside his curiosity and returned to his family afterward?
As a retired adventurer, after all the hardships and trials he had endured, all he wanted to protect now were his family's smiles.
And so, in the end, he had suppressed his restless, "light-footed" nature.
Even when his daughter pouted and complained that other children's fathers were always going into the Wasteland, great heroes who kept the Road to Prison peaceful and secure.
He always refused Grandpa Toto's requests, refusing to work for Wilderness