Inside a room on the second floor of the Golden Scales Trading Company.
Anya was stroking the white cat lying on her lap.
Over the past few hours, her emotions had undergone violent ups and downs.
Only now had they finally settled completely.
Her own father had somehow become the unlucky target of those cultists.
Fortunately, it had been a false alarm. Aside from going hungry for several days and suffering some fright, he was physically unharmed.
The only thing that dissatisfied her was that she had only just learned about it.
She could understand that her parents had not sent anyone to notify her at the academy because they had not wanted her to worry.
But if she had not read the latest issue of the Magic City Weekly today, she would not even have known that such a huge upheaval had happened at home.
This incident had also nearly rendered the family trading company's efforts over the past half year completely fruitless.
But Anya was optimistic by nature. She felt that money could be earned again, as long as her father was alright.
Besides, after learning that the Adventurer Guild had assessed the rescue commission as requiring the enormous sum of nearly 500 Gold Shields, her mother had agreed without the slightest hesitation.
Although in Fernandez, her family could not compare to those prominent great nobles and top merchants.
Compared to the lowly commoners who still had to worry about making a living every day, her life was already more than comfortable.
What was more, she had met some so-called nobles. The people from those great families seemed to scheme against one another every day. How could they compare to her own family's warmth and harmony?
She felt that her family's situation was the best state in the