When the Old Simp Reencounters the Dragon Goddess (Extra chapter for the Lord of Souls, Chasing Dreams...)

When the Old Simp Reunited with the Dragon Goddess

To the sound of rapid footsteps, everyone in the office turned to look.

The newcomer stood six feet tall, straight-backed and powerfully built. His black hair was streaked with silver, and an especially striking silver stripe ran through his beard from top to bottom. He wore an utterly unremarkable robe, save for the black staff in his hand, which lent him an air of nobility and elegance.

However, as an exceptionally intelligent veteran Mage, his receding hairline was admittedly rather severe.

Quite differently from what Levis had imagined, even though his actions had severely squeezed the Blackstaff Merchant Guild's room for survival, and he had rather disrespectfully declined Kaierben's invitation to meet—

This legendary Mage, who had been left with no choice but to come in person, still maintained impeccable grace upon meeting Levis, the chief culprit. Smiling, Kaierben inclined his head in a Mage's salute. "Mage Levis, my steward informed me that you had invited this old man to visit personally, so I have come as invited."

Legendary Mages really did have excellent manners.

Out of the most basic respect for a legendary spellcaster, Levis rose at once and returned the salute. Smiling, he said, "Lord Kaierben, I am already deeply grateful that you can forgive this junior's discourtesy, committed under unavoidable circumstances. Please, take a seat over here."

Then he jerked his chin at his unfilial daughter beside him. "Aili, serve tea."

Thus, Aili served the lord of Water-Drawing City another cup of "tea steeped in water," making Levis's heart ache. This little wastrel.

Just as Kaierben was about to sit down, he "happened" to notice Xia Lan Veloss sitting opposite him with an expressionless face. His expression immediately grew emotional. "Xia Lan, you finally agreed to meet me."