At that moment, the old mage and Kaguolet slowly walked over.
"We should head back," the old mage said to Kenping Yuelai. "There's nothing left for us to gain here."
"Since that's the case, we should go back sooner rather than later," the old mage said.
"It's just one extra person," Kenping Yuelai said with a smile. "How can that make you so afraid already?"
"It isn't just one extra person," the old mage said.
"We simply don't want to make an enemy of Kaguolet," the old mage said, his expression complicated. "Let's go back. We've been busy with this for so long; it's time to return."
"There's nothing I can do about it," Kenping Yuelai said, spreading his hands. "None of the missions I've taken lately have succeeded."
"I don't know why there's a rumor going around the Elzeran Continent that everyone who has ever seen me is dead," Kenping Yuelai said.
"Because that really is how it is," Kaguolet said to Kenping Yuelai. "Other than me, it seems you've never failed a killing mission."
"And I only survived that day because I was lucky. If Xing En hadn't appeared in time, I might have become a ghost beneath your sword as well," Kaguolet said.
"I never dared to think that way," Kenping Yuelai said with a smile. "I think the two of us will have a battle someday, but I can't say what the outcome will be."
"Isn't it easy if you want to know the outcome?" the old mage said to Kenping Yuelai and Kaguolet. "The Races Assembly is about to begin."
"When the time comes, you young people can spar with each other. And I hear this year's rewards are more tempting than ever before," the old mage said.
"It probably won't be held this time,