My Daughter Left the Nest and Returned an S-Rank Adventurer Volume 11 [Parts 1 to 6] by MOJIKAKIYA

Author:MOJIKAKIYA
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 142: The Sun Was Setting

The sun was setting, and torches were beginning to be lit at the corners of each building as Angeline walked with Ishmael. She’d first encountered him when he was traveling with Duncan in Istafar. They’d all journeyed together to the Earth Navel and then all the way back to the imperial capital. It hadn’t quite been a year since she last saw the magician, but still, it was an unexpected reunion.

Ishmael awkwardly scratched his head as he apologized for not being able to assist them in their adventures in the capital. “I’m really sorry about that. I was held up by my fellow researchers as I was putting all those materials away...”

“You don’t have to worry about it... It ended up being pretty dangerous.”

“I heard about it from Touya, actually. It must have been quite the adventure.”

“That’s right. The crown prince was an imposter, you see. And he had been fighting against my mom for a long time.”

Angeline boasted about her time in the capital city. Ishmael nodded along, never appearing to be the least bit bored or tired as he listened to it all. The tale was far too long in the telling for the short walk between the guild and the pub, and they arrived before she was even halfway through.

When they entered, they were immediately surrounded by tumultuous noise. The place was even busier now that evening had come. The inebriates were still singing with voices like geese being strangled to death. Perhaps Lucille had grown tired, as she had stopped singing and playing her instrument and had sat down to drink with the others.

The table had apparently gotten rowdy while she was away, as there were two extra empty bottles lying around.

“Hey, everybody!” Angeline said cheerfully as she reclaimed her seat.

“Whoa!” exclaimed Anessa when her shoulder was jostled. “What? You’re gonna spill the wine.”

“It’s Mr. Ishmael. I found him.”

“Hmm? Oh, you’re right.”

“My, how curious...” Yakumo seemed amused as she breathed out a streaming puff of smoke.

Marguerite abruptly got up to talk to Ishmael and jovially patted him on the shoulder. “Didn’t expect to see you around these parts. Have you been well? In the end, we never got to meet up in the capital!”

Ishmael smiled wryly and straightened his glasses, which had been knocked crooked by her strength.

“I’m sorry about that... I know it must seem like I ran away.”

Miriam giggled. “No one sss-ees it thataway...” she said, slurring under the drink’s influence.

In any case, Ishmael was somewhat indelicately shoved into a chair, and now there were seven people crammed around the small table. They tidied up their mess a bit before they placed an order for more food and drink. Even though there was an endless stream of rowdy people coming and going through the doors of the pub, the barkeep was as stoic as ever. He deftly maneuvered about behind the counter, neither mixing up any orders or imperfectly cooking a single dish. By contrast, the younger waitstaff navigating the drinking hall looked exhausted.

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