Volume 7 Chapter 25: He Is Just The Worst!


    <span style="text-decoration:underline"><span style="font-weight:400">Volume 7 Chapter 25: He Is Just The Worst!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Thank you foring with me today. You didn''t have to do that." Keith scratched his head. In his hands were a bag of groceries; Faelyn held the same amount. Their home was out of cloud pig meat, and he needed more. Procuring those flying pigs was too strenuous.


    <span style="font-weight:400">However, the elf didn''t need toe with him; the groceries could be easily carried in one arm.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It''s fine. I should do something like this. Also, I need to talk with you." Her expression was tense...well, it was always like that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hmm?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I was thinking about somebo moves we could do." Like Keith, Faelyn also wanted to increase their party''s abilities. One way was throughbo moves.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ahh, we should talk about this." Sometimes, he saw Faelyn talking with Gabriel about moves to use together.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I was thinking about forming two giant walls to funnel monsters in your direction. That way, it would make the monsters walk in a straight line. It would be perfect for the princess and Scarlet; they can take them out in one blow." A one-shot kill method.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hmm, that would be a good tactic against hordes. However, using that against charging monsters like the bison would not be a good idea. They''ll just not care about the wall and run through it." That was what transpired before: the bison charged through the walls and binds they ced down. Faelyn nodded as she continued to exin the ideas she devised.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I think linking up with you will make things easier,"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Can''t you link up with Melor?" Herrick was paired up with Leona. The two had an excellent sync with one another. Actually, it was more like Leona understood Herrick''s movements. The lion man was free to roam around and do whatever he wanted while Leona supported him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I can''t link up with that dwarf." Faelyn frowned, "I can''t figure out what he''ll do next." Melor was simr to Herrick. The two would charge in first and then think.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Faelyn was the opposite, as she thought first before attacking.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Aha, I see." Keithughed. Faelyn linked up with Alfia, making it easier for Alfia to fire off her magic. However, she wasn''t able to link up with the frontlines. It made it more difficult for her to group monsters.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"With you as our tanker, I think everyone would have an easier time linking up." That was something she knew for sure. Keith was the same type of fighter as her. However, he understood what Herrick and Melor would do.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Then I have to practice more." His shield movement was still a work in progress. But it wouldn’t be long before he could do it. As the two talked,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Oh, if it isn''t Keith." When Keith heard the voice, he turned his head. Faelyn did the same. A human stood behind them. He had dark brown eyes and light brown hair; his goofy grin was mischievous.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Why does he remind me of someone? Staring at him for a bit, the elf felt this odd familiarity. Yet, this was the first time they met.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She turned to look at Keith. Her lips stopped moving as she stared at the dark expression on the man''s face. It was quite something.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"....Hello, Doyle."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It has been quite some time since we have seen one another. We''re in the same year as well." A chuckle came out of the boy''s mouth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Keith shook his head, "It''s to be expected. I have things I have to do."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I also heard some rumors about you and women. Is this true?" A mischievous glint appeared in Doyle''s eyes as he hooked his arm around his neck.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That only caused Keith to push his arm away, "You should know those rumors are untrue."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I see. But you have to be more careful. I heard a lot of rumors about you being together with some unpleasant people." His eyes nced at an elf, "You can''t forget about your roots."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"..." Faelyn''s expression grew darker as she knew what his words implied.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I know what my roots are. There''s no need for you to remind me. If that''s all, I''m going to go now." Without ncing back, the man strolled away. Faelyn followed suit. After they got a fair distance away,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Sorry about that." What came next was an apology.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hmm? What do you need to apologize for?" "I just wanted to."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"If you''re talking about what was said, you don''t need to. But I''m more surprised to see you act like that." Faelyn was genuinely astonished. Keith being angry or loathing was rare. And this was usually with a proper reason behind it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"That person is Doyle Sol Gerard."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Gerard." Faelyn blinked before muttering, "Isn''t that..."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yes. That''s Carolyn''sst name, making him Carolyn''s brother," Keith answered the question in her mind; Doyle was Carolyn''s half-brother.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"And I take it that you don''t like him?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"That guy is the worst. Do not get close to that guy; nothing good will evere of it."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"..." Faelyn blinked, "How horrible is he?" For Keith to say something like that meant that person''s personality was awful.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Okay, imagine Iston''s superiorityplex."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ahh," An epiphany urred in the elf''s mind.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I''m not done. But add Todd''s stupidity to it; you get Doyle."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"..." That''s a horriblebination! Faelyn''s expression scrunched up. Iston was already horrific. But Todd Mill''s personality makes it worse.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"He''s not as deadly as Iston, but incredibly annoying." Keith grabbed his head as a deep groan came. That was how annoying this guy was. Heck, he might deal with Iston again rather than deal with this guy!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"He''s still a prince. Are you sure we should leave him like that?" If he was like this, shouldn''t they be wary of him?


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ahh, not so much. Tristan and Carolyn overrule him in everything." Last time he had checked, Doyle''s birth mother was from a count family. Carolyn and Tristan''s mother was Thalia, who was the empress. In terms of influence, the two were higher than him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"But do not get involved with a guy like that. You would only get a lifetime of annoyance and anger."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Understood." Keith took a deep sigh as he walked away from there. But as they did, "Let''s head home now."