The Bored Immortal

383 A Formal Invitation?

"Sir Orgaz, what exactly do you mean?" Rudelf asked in a surprised tone since he didn't expect Orgaz, the vice president of the Darkwell Trading Union, to suddenly speak up for these two who came up with such a skeptical story.

This man was not only the vice president but a close confidant of the President of the Darkwell Trading Union. His authority was only below the president, and he was the person who managed most of the business of the trading union. The president actually would only oversee things and sometimes personally approve things that needed his attention.

There was no place in this realm where this man wasn't respected and revered. After all, other than just his status, even his race was of the great Winter Dragon!

Those who knew him would know better than to judge this middle-aged man by his harmless looks.

Rudelf also knew that this man would never speak a word without a good reason, let alone speak up in defense of two unknown rabbitmen.

Orgaz caressed his thick gray mustache as he said with a smile, "I have heard of the Arlyn Tribe. They are quite private and located in a very small corner of our realm. Based on what I know, they are a group of rabbitmen where the men dedicate their lives to training their bodies to do heavy physical work while the women focus on gardening and such things to support their men. So it isn't a surprise that our friend here has such an impressive body, nor do I doubt that his strength is extraordinary. The Arlyn Tribe is the strongest among all rabbitmen but never inserts themselves into any conflict and keeps to themselves. They never venture out of their territory, and not even the majority of our people know about their existence. That is why the only thing that surprised me was seeing two rabbitmen from that tribe in this town. May we know why you two ventured out of your tribe all of a sudden?"

Viktor didn't know why this old dude suddenly helped them out, but he felt that it probably had something to do with Seraphina.

Still, he went with the flow as he said with a slightly worried look, "Our tribe is running out of resources, and thus I decided to set out to see if I could bring something back for my tribe. But my wife wouldn't let me go alone, and I could only bring her with me."

Viktor was now glad that the goblins stole the loot since if he had brought the loot with him, he would immediately gotten branded as a criminal without any questions asked. There was also the white flute, and that alone would have made him end up in trouble.

He didn't think these guys would be waiting here for Brono and his party, and now that made him realize that whoever sent these guys must be desperate.

Seraphina added to what Viktor said just to make sure they don't seem suspicious, "My husband was the one chosen to venture out since he is the strongest among our men. Our leader couldn't have picked a better one to be the savior of our tribe."

While she said this, she actually was thinking about her own race. Thus her words seemed to carry a strong level of genuineness and a mix of admiration and gratitude.

This made even the most skeptical among them start to believe their story, and Rudelf was no exception, whose expression relaxed a bit.

"Hoho, I had no idea we were looking at the strongest rabbitman. No wonder you two really suit each other. Such a beautiful wife could only belong to the strongest," Orgaz said with a friendly laugh and then continued with a smile, "Now that we have cleared up the air, we can't forget what you did, Azu."

Seraphina inwardly tensed up for a moment, wondering what Orgaz was talking about.

"We can't forget that you slew the Goblin King even if it was a killing blow," Orgaz said with an approving smile, making Seraphina relax, thinking that she was always getting worried for nothing. She was not used to such tense situations since this was the first time where she was doing things that didn't exactly follow the rules.

"Thank you, Sir Orgaz. But I was only happy to get rid of such a monster that haunted the adventurers," Viktor said with a heroic smile as if he was proud of achieving such a feat.

Orgaz slightly laughed, "Hoho, you don't have to thank us, brave man. You did this town and its people a huge favor by getting rid of such a nuisance. We would have personally tried to do it ourselves if it were not for not having enough men to send on such tasks. We could only leave it up to the adventurers. But now that you have achieved such a grand feat, there is no way this town can let you two return without showing you, the Goblin Slayer, our gratitude."

Viktor had to admit this guy knew how to come up with good titles, and he didn't mind it while the others subtly nodded, feeling that the title certainly had a certain punch to it. Who would ever forget such a title once they hear about it, and this rabbitman surprisingly seemed to be suitable to receive such a title as well from the vice president himself. It was such a grand honor that most people could only imagine in their dreams.

Hundreds and hundreds of adventurers always desperately try to get on the radar of the winter dragons, and here a rabbitman has already got himself acquainted with an important figure among the winter dragons.

"So in five days from now, I formally invite you two as guests on behalf of the respected president to the grand ball organized by our trading union," Orgaz said with a cordial smile, making Viktor and Seraphina glance at each other.

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