The next day, Davis woke up gradually, feeling refreshed and motivated.
It might feel silly but even an 80-year-old mortal might find excitement in being able to fly. To say any less of him...
Changing his clothes to the Cloud Spring Mercenary uniform, he went out of his room and headed to the Mission Hall.
There, he saw the receptionist lady again, who suddenly stiffened upon catching sight of him.
'This is already the third time we're meeting, guess I'll ask her name...' Davis thought as he smiled at her.
Maybe it was because he was in a good mood, his smile seemed harmless enough that made the reception lady's nervousness go away.
"What's your name?"
The receptionist lady blinked and replied, "Sasha..."
"Elder Sister Sasha, is there any mission suitable for me?" Davis asked and explained about his prowess while leaving out the part of his Soul Cultivation.
