What do you mean by "this is a dating game"?

Oh, this.

Emilia looked at Sieg and Nefa.

Let's leave Sieg aside for now.

Nefarian had been to the ninth tier before and was the chief court mage of the eastern Scorched Earth. He had seen and experienced much, and his demeanor was quite extraordinary.

Even though he was a low-ranking demon, a Tyflin, and even though he wore a faded robe, he still exuded an air of composure as if he had seen it all.

Everything else is irrelevant.

In terms of pure temperament, there are few people in the entire Blackscale City who are more refined than him.

Especially when you set aside your prejudices and look at him closely, he's simply amazing.

Emilia was no ordinary person either; she keenly perceived Nefarian's extraordinary qualities and recalled what the Lord of the Palace of Fire had said—

He was "a very important figure in the scorched earth of the east," and his respect grew even stronger.

She said, "Senior Nepha, and Mr. Sig, I... have only recently converted to Christianity and know nothing. If I have done anything wrong, I hope you can forgive me and correct me."

Nephallus smiled: "The Lord of the Palace of Fire makes no demands on his followers; he is a benevolent and magnanimous being. Emilia, as long as you are upright, loving, and have your heart turned towards the light, there will be no place where you 'do something wrong.'"

"The Savior is indeed merciful; He saved my life."

"..."

Is that true?

Nephallus glanced at Sieg. "You didn't tell me?"

Sieg said, "There's no need to be so formal. I think the Lord of the Fire Palace is very kind! He only has the three of us followers now, so we should get closer to him. How about this, I have a suggestion: let's have a gathering once a month to communicate, connect, and cultivate our relationship, what do you think?"

"That's a great idea!"

Emilia couldn't have asked for this more!

She said, "But isn't once a month too little? Once a week seems more appropriate—what do you think, Neferpitou-senpai?"

I said, "What? I can't reach it."

Nephallus glanced at Sieg, who remained calm and showed no sign of objection.

Think again.

Who is Emilia? She's the eldest daughter of the city lord's mansion!

His status was high enough that he should cultivate a good relationship with him, so he immediately said, "Once a week is fine between Sieg and me. But you, Emilia, are you sure you're okay with that?"

Emilia stood tall and proud, her face devout: "There is nothing more important than the Savior. He saved me twice."

So what's going on here?!

Nepha looked at Emilia, finding it all rather bizarre.

He had thought that Sieg had used some despicable means to deceive the girl into being devout, and that he had even saved her twice.

What on earth happened?!

"Then let's arrange it this way for now. With the Lord of the Fire Palace above us, the three of us should get to know each other better."

He forced himself to stay composed.

After a pause, Nefa cut to the chase: "Emira, regarding the sea north of Blackscale Harbor... has the Lord of the Palace given any instructions?"

Emilia blinked: "North of Blackscale Harbor? The sea area?"

"you do not know?"

"Ah...the Savior didn't tell me."

Nephalem frowned, appearing deep in thought. "Hiss! That's really strange... Just a few days ago, the Lord of the Fire Palace approached me and Sieg, specifically instructing us on something. How could you not know?"

Emilia's toes are clenched tightly!

Was she the only one who didn't receive an invitation?

Does this count as bullying?

A hint of anxiety and unease crept onto her beautiful face.

She hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but look at Nefa and ask, "Senior... what is it?"

"It's nothing major, it's just—"

"Nefa!"

Just as Nefa was about to speak, Sieg suddenly shouted, interrupting him.

He showed some impatience and said, "The Lord of the Fire Palace must have his reasons for not telling Emila. As for the sea north of Blackscale Harbor, there's no need to tell her; we'll handle it ourselves."

Under the tea table.

Emilia clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white.

She was somewhat dissatisfied, but more than that, she felt wronged.

Sieg is right.

Perhaps there's a reason why the Savior doesn't speak. He excludes himself...

Silence descended.

The harmonious atmosphere in the tea room has changed slightly.

In this suffocating moment, Nephalem calmly spoke, launching into a scathing critique: "Sieg! You just said the three of us should be close! So why are you excluding Emilia now?"

Sieg opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Under Emilia's gaze, Nefa continued, "I have followed the Lord of Fire for thirty years and know how tolerant and sublime he is! His not telling Emilia is not an indication of rejection or neglect. He probably thinks it's unnecessary, because it's a simple matter that the two of us can handle."

Sieg seemed dissatisfied.

He said, "But I still feel—"

"Alright, that's enough. The Lord of the Fire Palace's orders are of paramount importance to all believers; now that Emilia is our sister, what reason is there to exclude her? Even if she is unwilling to cooperate, she at least has the right to know."

Nefar said firmly and resolutely, "If the Lord of the Fire Palace blames me, I will bear the consequences alone. I will never implicate you."

Sieg raised a hand, saying urgently, "That's not what I meant either! Nephalem, you—sigh! Okay, I'll say it, alright?"

After a series of alternating red-face and white-faced performances, Emilia was completely disoriented by the singing.

She is still too young.

Sieg looked displeased and said, "North of Blackscale Harbor, there's a sea area shrouded in fog year-round. Emilia, you should be familiar with that."

Emilia nodded: "It's the 'Gray Mist Triangle,' right? That sea area is very eerie; it's said that monsters roam there. The Gray Mist Triangle isn't on the main shipping lanes and is far from land, so it has never been dealt with."

"That's it."

Sieg added, "The Lord of the Fire Palace wants Nefa and me to organize a team to go and explore. But we have no ships to go out to sea, and we also lack the funds to hire adventurers."

hint!

Or rather, this is an explicit statement.

Emilia can solve the current predicament.

The Blackscale City Lord's Mansion has many ships, including small fishing boats and large merchant ships.

As the eldest daughter of the city lord's mansion, Emila can even command ironclad warships equipped with cannons; she's incredibly powerful.

As for recruiting first-tier adventurers...

It can only be said that there are countless adventurers who want to serve Emilia.

She can recruit about a hundred Tier 1 adventurers within five minutes of standing at the Adventurers' Guild.

Sieg went to great lengths to pull this stunt not simply to take advantage of Emilia.

Fifty or one hundred gold dragon coins were not a large sum for Sieg.

Inviting Emilia to participate is just one option; it's not that she's indispensable.

Sieg said this in response to Emilia's expectations.

Involve her.

Ignoring someone is the greatest form of indifference, especially to someone full of hope.

However, the "Lord of the Fire Palace" cannot show too much goodwill.

He had to be aloof and stern. Sieg thought that the "Lord of the Palace" had been too kind to Emilia, and having "him" arrange for Emilia to join Nefarian's operations would make him seem like a clueless older brother instead of a cool and collected guy.

Therefore, Sieg took matters into his own hands.

He invited Emilia to participate in the operation not as the "Lord of the Fire Palace," but as "Sieg."

In this process, Emilia rediscovers herself, redefines herself, and realizes her own existence and value. She shouldn't be like that anymore…

I've become humble.