Reincarnated as a Son of the Sword Saint and the Sage

500  Talk With The Mighty Wolves

The next morning, after his match with Kuffnam, Erik reverted back to being Azrael and decided to visit his loved ones on the Southern Continent. It had been a while since he left the continent after telling them he had something urgent to take care of on this continent. He did not exactly tell them what he would do, so Azrael thought that they were starting to worry about him.

But as he was in his room of the inn he was staying at, he sensed someone coming to his room's door. He took some time to identify who the person was before Azrael instantly changed his appearance to Erik's. Pretending to buckle up his belt, Erik waited for the person to knock. Knock. Knock.

"Is Mr. Erik in there?" A man's voice rang out behind the door. "Who is it? Why are you looking for him?" "Apologies. My name is Deven, an imperial adventurer and the leader of the party, Mighty Wolves. My intention here is to have a conversation with Mr. Erik. I assume you are him, yes?"

"... Alright, come on in."

This visitor opened the door, and a man in his late twenties with slicked-back sage green hair stepped into the room. He was well dressed, but it was like his undergarments without his armor, and he had his sword hanging on his waist. Erik was still buckling his belt, so the man gently closed the door back. "I thought I was going to see you without the mask, Mr. Erik."

"I feel uncomfortable without it."

"If you say so."

"If I remember correctly, your group is an S-ranked party in the empire. So I have been wondering what the leader of such a high-ranking party had to do with me."

"Well, you see. It's about your fight with Kuffnam yesterday. I heard you overwhelmed him and defeated him." Erik had expected that a person or two would make an approach to him in response to his performance yesterday. This man might have the same intention, but Erik already knew who he was. "I see. The Mighty Wolves. You are the leader of the party Kuffnam is in, aren't you?" "Yes, I am."

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"You said that you have something to talk about, yes. I assume that you have a place for that. My place is not a good venue for serious talks, you see."

Decided to visit his loved ones later, Erik changed his plans and followed Deven.

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Walking for a few minutes, following Deven's guide, Erik found himself in a large room that seemed to be the headquarters of the Mighty Wolves party. In the room, the members of the party were present, sitting around a round table. Including Deven, the Mighty Wolves had six members, four men and two women. They were staring at Erik, checking him head to toe. Kuffnam was there too, with his left arm on a sling. He was sternly looking at Erik, but Erik was not sure if he was angry or not. "Here we are," Deven said. "Welcome to our headquarters, Mr. Erik."

"So this is the one who beat up Kuffnam this badly. But I could not blame him. He does look strong despite his appearance."

A brown-haired man from the party made some remarks to Erik. There was a sheathed sword on the table in front of him, so Erik could assume he was the swordsman of the party. "Even though I could not see his face, I could tell that he is not from here. Maybe from further south?" n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

A blonde-haired woman next spoke with a gentle tone. Judging from her stats and abilities, she must be their cleric, Erik thought. "Very well, I am glad to meet the members of the Mighty Wolves," Erik said and then faced Deven. "So what are we going to talk about, Mr. Deven?"

"Going straight to the point, huh? We haven't done introductions yet. Alright. Actually, due to your terrific performance yesterday, we are hoping to recruit you to our party."

Erik's popularity increased again after his victory over Kuffnam, a member of an S-ranked party, and he might have been scouted by a couple of individuals or groups already. Many had congratulated and praised him, but this was the first time someone made a serious offer to him. "You want me to join your party?" Erik asked. "But I am not even an adventurer in the first place. Besides, is that really okay?"

Saying the latter, Erik looked at Kuffnam. Seeing the one who defeated you would ruin your day, however, Kuffnam just flashed him a reassuring smile. "You know what? I am not even mad that you beat my ass. In contrast, I was actually impressed with you, Phantom Fencer. By beating me, you just proved that you are fitting to become a part of the party."

"Yeah," another member of the party nodded his head. "Despite his looks, Kuffnam was actually a cool and understanding guy. If he recognized you, then you must be as strong as he thought."

Kuffnam then followed up. "One of the reasons I joined the tournament was to entertain myself while waiting for our next mission. But you are so good that I have to recommend to you our boss."

"What can you say, Mr. Erik? Will you become a member of the Mighty Wolves?"

Getting such a big offer from a big group was a dream for most adventurers. The Mighty Wolves were ready to accept him in spite of not being an adventurer himself. However, Erik was not actually a real person, and Azrael had some priorities in hand. "Well, I am glad that you recognized my strength, and I am very grateful to receive such an offer from a party like this, but adventuring is not really my priority right now. For now, I have to turn it down."

"Aw...tsk."

The members of the party were somewhat disappointed when Erik declined their offer. The swordsman even rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue. They thought that Erik was being ungrateful and arrogant there. "Well, it's unfortunate that we cannot do things as a team, Mr. Erik." Deven let out a long sigh. "I am really sorry."

"It's fine. But if you need some help, don't hesitate to approach us."

"I'll remember that. I'll go now, Mr. Deven."

"Farewell and see you next time."

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